Like, like and like.

Alix grabbed the glass of wine and took a big sip. She gulped it down and looked at him, still doubting what she had just heard from him. 

"You...I..." she picked up the glass again. 

He tugged on her arm and shook his head. She put the wine glass down and stared at him, blinking a few times as if she was in a daze.

He took both of her hands in his and tugged on them slowly until she was standing between his legs as close as she could. 

"I am serious, i like you." He said strongly. "I like having you around, i like it when you smile at me, because of me and for me. I like it that you say what the fruit because it's stupidly adorable.

I like the way you smell like fruit, sometimes it's apple, other times strawberry, oranges, peaches or coconuts and vanilla.

I like the fact that you want me and you have never once looked at me as less of a man just because my legs are faulty.