As he picked her up, she squealed slightly and wrapped her legs around him. "I really am, and I'd only ever marry one person, so it's a damn good thing you're him, huh?" Michelle kissed Zevran's forehead before running a hand through his hair.
"You know, I doubt anyone will be coming down here this late." She hinted with a smile, looking down at him, glad that she even could. Here he was, the only male in all of existence who she could love, trust, lust after, and the only one she DID all those things for, for seven years. In her opinion, she had a lot of time to make up for.