“I want to be your wife, Gideon.” The pulse in his throat kicked. “And these children you also want … they’re our children?” “I’m pretty sure that’s how it works, yes.” More quietly, she said: “Is that all right?” Gideon plunged his fingers into her hair. “All right?” He pressed his forehead to hers. “Rune. Being married to you would be the honor of my life. You’re saying you’ll stay and fight, if I marry you?” “More or less.” She ran a hand up his chest to rest against his heart. “Is that extortion?”
