Sun Mote Copse That's why we're all wearing braces

Even though he'd figured it when he asked, it was good to hear it.  He'd worried in a while she'd look back and wonder why it hadn't been better, more meaningful.  Not that this wasn't meaningful because... damn.

Good.  But only for you... I have a reputation to uphold.  He winked, but when he laughed, it was an obvious release of tension.  He'd been both anticipating and dreading this, and now that it was done and she'd said yes, he felt freer than he had in weeks.  Maybe even months.

That smile she gave was one that tended to drive him wild, and he leaned in, resting his cheek on her head.  This here was perfection.