“Yes.” A few more tears fell. “Will you tell Cousin Andrew?”
“I will.”
Caroline rested a hand on his chest and then shivered. “We will have a real wedding night?”
Heat crept up the back of his neck. “If that’s what you want. I can deny you nothing.” For the remainder of his life, he would endeavor to keep her in happiness.
“I want you, John.” She wiped her streaming nose as well as her tears with the back of her hand. “Only you. It’s always been you.”
“Oh!” There was nothing more to say, so John crushed his wife in his arms and then proceeded to kiss her soundly, regardless of the fact they were both wet and in a very public place. It mattered not. She was his. He was hers.
Life truly was amazing.