Page 397 of Saving Forever with the Hockey Captain

She slips her arms around my waist. "I've heard this is how marriages work."

"You slowly steal all my clothes?"

"I prefer the phrase share household resources."

I laugh.

"I've officially married a lawyer."

"A very comfortable lawyer."

I kiss the top of her head. "I can live with that."

She tilts her face up toward mine. "I was hoping you would."

Silence settles around us again.

Comfortable.

Unhurried.

It’s the kind of silence that only exists when two people no longer feel the need to fill every space with conversation.

***

Outside, the lake ripples softly against the dock.

Inside, the old grandfather clock marks another minute.

She brushes her thumb across my wedding ring.

"I've never worn jewelry before."

"You'll get used to it."

"I hope not."

Her eyebrows lift. "No?"

"I hope every time I notice it..." I raise my hand slightly, watching the silver catch the firelight. "...it reminds me of today."

Her eyes glisten. "I don't think we're going to forget today."

"No, I don't either."

I wrap her in an embrace, and when we finally separate, she laughs softly.

"What?"

"I was just thinking..."

She reaches up and smooths a strand of hair away from my forehead.

"...you're still the stubborn hockey captain."

I grin.

"And you're still going to keep me in line."