/"Fine", huh? You're leaking, baby./ He tightened his arms around her and started kissing the tears off her cheeks, but didn't ask about it again.

Except she was clinging to him like she expected him to jump off and leave like a mannerless one-night stand. It gave him pause, and he rested his chin on top of her head and stroked her hair soothingly.

"You know, I was thinking," he murmured sleepily once she had relaxed some. "Coupla days ago I was thinking I'd rushed you into this."

"Now?"

He chuckled somewhat naughtily, but his tone was contented. "I'm thinking I should have jumped you sooner."