Stone Circle You're my favorite book

“They certainly take after your side of the family,” she grins, leaning the crown of her head into his.

She blooms, to feel that his kiss is for her. Now that she can be honest with him she is overwhelmed, like there are a thousand things she wants to tell him at once, stories and opinions and things so trivial they should not rightly matter to anyone at all.

But that was the magic of love- that they got to share it all.

“I struggle not to look at you when you’re near,” she admits playfully, fidgeting again in his grasp. He was her’s, now. And how should she have him?

“Do you think about… marriage?” She can’t believe the ask leaves her lips- she’d never wanted it before. But now she does, to share a name with Fig, and perhaps, selfishly, let the world know that they belonged to one another.

"Maybe your side of the family... could be mine, too."