“No,” she said, hugging him. “No. It’s perfect.”
“I love you,” he said, his voice rough with emotion as he held her tight.
She kissed him on the lips. “And I love you too, Agent Sharp.”
“Marry me.”
“We are married.”
“Let’s do it right this time. With friends. Make it a celebration.”
She hugged him. “I’ll marry you as many times as you ask, Dakota Sharp.”
His lips broadened into a wide grin, and he kissed her again.