"Doubtless," he agrees, and laughs into the crook of her shoulder and neck. "Are there any other positions we need filled? We could get them out of the way," sensibly, "before we have to concentrate on vows. And after all," he pushes himself up on one elbow, and looks down at her with a smile.
"What words we choose aren't important. What they mean is the same--that I love you, and against all hope or reason you love me, and that we want to be together, and that I can will you wife and you will call me husband."
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Date: 2006-08-17 06:48 am (UTC)"What words we choose aren't important. What they mean is the same--that I love you, and against all hope or reason you love me, and that we want to be together, and that I can will you wife and you will call me husband."
He still looks amazed by it all.