She closes her eyes at the whisper, then she turns and wraps her arms around his neck, looking up at him.

"I believe that, James," she murmurs, holding his gaze.

She kisses him again softly, and then, like she knew they would, they have one another again in the shower, and she can't believe it, how incredible this is, how perfect he feels.

Once they're tangled in bed together, she lays with her head on his chest, forgetting about the fact that it's now dark and they haven't even eaten supper yet.