The song changed, the piano slow and lilting. The singer began, her voice sweet and clear, and Poppy paused with a small smile. "Oh. I love this one." Spoiler: Song
She squeezed his hands, looking up at him with a slight smile. "You're cute," she said, tilting her head.
She gave him a half smile before slipping her arms around his torso, her body delightfully warm from the blanket. "Hm. Fine."
She rested her head against his chest as they stood, listening to his steady heartbeat. The air in the apartment was warm and smelt vaguely of lavender, and she relaxed in his arms as the woman in the song crooned sweetly. "I love you, Craw."
She closed her eyes as they shifted lightly to the music. "We should probably talk about the wedding," she said thoughtfully. "Apparently there's a lot of planning that goes into it."
"Well," he said, "I do think that the verification and making it official is the only thing that matters."
She smiled up at him, her hands sliding up to rest on his chest. "So.. let's do some planning. Where should we do it?"
