Grace smiles, curling against him, pressing a kiss to his shoulder, too relaxed to do anything more. All she wants now is to stay close to him and to keep hearing those words, to be like this forever. It's overwhelming, in the best possible way, and for a moment, she can't speak at all. She tucks her face against his, forehead at his temple, nose skimming his cheek, and she still can't breathe right, soft and shallow. "Best three words I ever heard," she says, and though she tries to keep her tone light, it's next to impossible for how true it is.