Penny was certain that she'd be feeling that fluttering in her stomach for weeks every time he said he loved her. She hadn't had a man say that to her in..well, since Percy said it ten years ago. Not a man for whom she reciprocated the feeling, anyway.
"I'm holding you to that," she said, yawning widely. It had been a hectic night. Too many different emotions. Placing an arm across his chest, she settled in for the night. At least St. Mungo's wasn't stingy with the pillows. "G'night, love."