Arthur couldn't pinpoint when he fell for Molly. It felt like he never fancied anyone but her even if he dated the girls his parents and house-mates insisted on fixing him up with. Even though he couldn't say his scrawny and awkward eleven-year-old self noticed "love at first sight", he was sort of certain that it had been back then. He was just slow to the punch.
He blushed at her giggle, but curiosity won out as she handed him the book. "Girls really do this?" He teased. And even though he knew he was married to her? His blush deepened. "Um, I don't have anything to show you unless you are into baby photogr--- oh, wait! I am wearing this." He held out his ring hand.