“What on earth are you doing? The creases, Em, the creases—” “I’ve had enough of things being complicated between us,” I replied. “I will never stop being terrified of the prospect of marrying you. How could I? It would make me queen of a land of nightmares. But I would like to settle this side of things, at least.” “This side of—?” I kissed him matter-of-factly.
