Rose's blush deepened when he put his hand on hers. She still couldn't believe that he actually wanted to marry her. And not just that, he wanted to be good to her, more than good, generous and kind. She felt a pang of guilt as she remembered what she was still holding back. In the beginning had told herself that she would tell him soon, but even then, she had dreaded to think that he might break off the engagement. Now that their wedding was approaching and he had been so kind and generous, and she was all invested in this new, beautiful future, how could she risk it all? It wasn't right. It didn't feel good. But she would have to live with the guilt.

He smile faltered momentarily, but then it returned. "Aye, I'd love that. I have some time. We still need to talk about t' wedding. Chapel an minister's arranged, but we still need to talk about after chapel."