Darcy had suspected that was where her thoughts had been going, but it was still really wonderful to hear it out loud. He couldn’t stop smiling at her. It was quite ridiculous for someone who was not accustomed to so much smiling. It seemed that she was getting nearly all of them lately.
“I want that, too,” he told her. “Ridiculously beautiful curly haired children,” he told her, because how could any child of hers not be so beautiful? “We shall have all sorts of days out like that together.”