"I'm not," she says, because Susan's the pretty one and always has been, but she doesn't care.

"Love you, Caspian, so much," Lucy says, finally, and pulls his head down for another kiss, except she's still kind of greedy, she thinks, and she pulls one of his hands over her breast.

Because she really kinda likes that, and she wants to love him, and she wants to make him feel good, but oh, that feels good, even when it's just his palm resting over her chest.