Her breath hitched in her throat, eyes going wide. Had he just said what she thought he had? There was no mistaking those three words for others, was there? The one word answer was stuck on the tip of her tongue as she tried to reply to him. Finally a smile broke, a wide, happy smile.
"Yes. Yes!" she shouted and dropped his hand to throw her arms around his neck again, this time in joy instead of sympathy. Since the time of their arrival, through what ordeals Wesley had gone through and knowing the future she had narrowly avoided, the spontaneous decision was an absolute.
The fear demon could just wander off and haunt someone else now. She was too happy to give him the time of day.