“No, far from it. You are sheer perfection,” he said in a whisper as he leaned in and gently brushed her lips with his. “Even in this old t-shirt and sweatpants which you probably got from the dirty laundry. You are still the most beautiful woman in my eyes.”

“I did not get them from the dirty laundry,” she said and he smiled.

“Good,” he whispered as he leaned in again and kissed her softly.

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“But I might need to restock my underwear drawer if you keep this up,” she said. He smiled as he pulled on his own pants and stepped out of the carriage.

He took her hand and helped her out before he pulled her into his arms.

“I love you, Carla, so much,” he said in a whisper.

“And I love you.”

Right there in his arms under the stars, she felt safer than she had ever felt in her life and it was all because of him.

The end.