Chloe's POV 

I strongly told him the truth as I perceived it. 

"To you, but I'm not sure others wouldn't think the same way when they see how well I treat you."

"Isn't that too much? I don't even want this and you know that much. I don't know what came over me. I usually loathe your kisses," I confessed, seeing it was the only chance I had to be truthful. At least, until he regained his usual self. 

"Maybe Cupid shot us with an arrow of love," he winked as he picked the menu. 

"That's too cheesy and absolutely creepy, snap out of it," I picked the other iPad...