Fridays at the Levin household was always pizza night. They ordered from the pizzeria down the block and ate at 7:00 sharp. For the couple who often had to work over time and travel, Fridays became the unofficial date night. Kevin and Gwen were sitting on the living room couch, watching TV.
"You seem awfully smiley today," Kevin remarked.
"Yep," Gwen leaned into him. She put her hand on top of his'. She wasn't paying attention to the screen which was playing a commercial. He wasn't either.
"Any particular reason why?" She felt his lips brush against her hair. He kissed the top of her head.
"Yep," she said again.
"Are you going to turn t