He didn't mean to be a complete heathen but this could not be helped. There hadn't really been any doubts in his mind about this engagement being the right idea but there had been tons and tons of these tiny moments where his decision was encouraged, where in his heart he knew he had made the best choice he could ever make.
This was one of those moments. Her idea was perfection, it was what he loved about her. She wasn't high-strung like some pureblood witches, wasn't caught up in certain vain ideals about what was proper and what wasn't. Stephanie Fawcett knew what she wanted and most of the time what she wanted was what he wanted as well.
Yes, he hadn't meant to act like an animal but his response was rather feral, wasn't it? He had sat up quick and scrambled to his knees so he could be in prime position to do what he wanted to do which was this:
To kiss her senseless, steal the breath out of her lungs and draw her against him hard. He broke the hard pressed kiss to hold her at arms length.
"You're so bloody amazing, that is the best idea I have ever heard!"