He laughed, opening his eyes to look at her. "Yes, well... what I was going to say is that I feel like I don't have to worry about that if this was your reaction to seeing me."
"Even though..." He hesitated, his gaze flickering away, his hand running up her side gently. "God, Fleur. You could have anyone you want, you know...?"
"You definitely do," he told her, raising one eyebrow as he opened his eyes again. "But that's alright."
He chuckled a little before taking her hands and turning, pressing her gently against the bed as he looked down at her. "And what exactly do you think you're doing?"
He raised an eyebrow before leaning down and kissing her gently, still holding her hands above her head.
His grip lessened and his hands dropped down to run through her hair as he kissed her jaw gently. "I love you," he whispered quietly. "I love you, I love you, I love you."