Hushed Willows all i want for christmas is you

Lily nodded; damn, he even had a good answer for her rhetorical question! Her smile grew even wider as he embraced her again. You're right, she whispered. And I. . . Well, I don't come from hardship. At all. So perhaps I might be inclined to take you for granted. She sighed again, more slowly.

But I won't. I can't. Even after a perfect life, I can't even put into words how wonderful you are. How blessed I am to have you. Now this was getting right and proper sappy. But that was what she had become, lately. Right and bloody proper sappy.

She laughed softly again to ease the dramatic air, resting her cheek against his shoulder. Sleep, or go for a walk? she asked, stifling a yawn. She was leaning toward the former, but a moonlight stroll wouldn't be so bad, either.