Belly Button Amorometer

“Oh love pudding, here’s a cute little present from you. Huh? It’s tied to another with the same ribbon. And the other one’s to you?”
”Cuddle bug, they come as a pair! Take a look at yours.”
”Hmmm, a little gizmo with a tiny screen and a heart-shaped button. What can it be?”
”It’s called a belly button amorometer, I guess because it can be hooked on your belt or put in your pocket.”
”Well, how does it work, sugar lips?”
”OK, uh…what are you thinking about right now?”
”Why, my honey chick, of course!”
”Then push on the button. There, see it’s registered on the screen.”
”So every time I think of you I press here? Hey, the gadget doesn’t work anymore!”
”No cheating butter bean, you can’t hit it more often than once a minute. Now, when we’re apart, we press once every time we think of the other, and then when we meet, after we’ve cooled down, we check our totals and then zero the register for the next time.”
”Gosh fuzzy doll, what a great gift. Where did you find it?”
”On a passion-tech site. I’ve also ordered flowers to be sent to my yummy possum after the New Year. They’ve got pre-counted blossoms.”
”Pre-counted?”
”Sure, they only deliver flowers with an odd number of petals.”
”Aha! ‘She loves me. She loves me not. She loves me…’. My pickle bottom is sooo romantic.