“You’re a privilege I don’t deserve, but I’m going to spend the rest of both our lives trying to be worthy of you.” She’s stunned for a moment, swallowing and blinking. Then she turns her face to my neck, closes her eyes, and says faintly, “If you make me cry again, the rest of your life will be very short.” That makes me chuckle. “Now who’s the gooey one?”
