This time, Fleur's answer brought him back up to the bench. He removed a glove just so he could feel her silken strands as his fingers sifted through them as he kissed her. Around them, a few people clapped and congratulated them in heavily accented English.
"I love you," he whispered, for her ears only.
With surprisingly steady fingers, he took the ring from the box. His forehead was still against hers as he removed her glove, then slid the ring onto her finger. It fit perfectly and shined in the lights. "Happy New Year, baby," he said softly, then kissed her again.