She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer still, feeling the rush of blood to her cheeks and neck as he touched her hips. He felt much like she remembered, but different than the men she'd been with in his absence. Smiling at his words, she smoothed out his hair, kissing his forehead. "I love you, Sweeney, and I always have and I always will." The glitter of the rubies caught her eye, and she chuckled. "It's perfect too. You know me better than I know myself, sometimes."