"Well I disagree!"
He grabs you around the waist, tickling you and dragging you to the log by the firepit.
Giggling, you fall over his lap easily. He swats your behind swiftly in several sets of flurried spanks, tickling you in between, until you're breathless and smiling so hard both sets of cheeks hurts.
"What do you think of this?"
"I love it. And I love you."
"Not as much as I love you."