Grace laughs, rolling easily at his urging, her arms wrapping around him again. Maybe it's unnecessary to keep on saying it, but oh, she loves to hear it. It feels as if she's waited her whole life for it, as if those words have brought an unexpected release, a relief. She has somewhere she belongs, someone to belong to. "It's so silly," she says. "I already knew you did. I don't know why it means so much to hear." It's not like it changes anything. He's loved her for a long time now, she knows he has. And yet, it matters so much.