and he did have his own scissors . her mother , leading her around the yard to pick up easter eggs . our lips separated , but his mouth still hung close to mine , forehead pressed against my own . colt did n't respond and did n't have to , chip grinned . `` maybe valentine is in there , '' i wondered aloud . `` not sure how much down time there will be . then run out the door , down the hall and into my old room . he reminded me i dont leave his wifes door . 