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Savannah could live without all the bells and whistles that came along with being married – hell, she had done it before – but she needed to be married in front of her friends and family, and she needed to make it count this time. She didn’t want them to rush into things like they had last time, when they were on a time schedule and there were laws against her moving out of the country because of her bloodline. The man standing before her made her do some pretty out of character things, like spontaneously get married and let her feelings get the better of her when she was usually so levelheaded about things. If she was on the outside of her own life looking in, this would probably be the point where she would yell about all the reasons why she shouldn’t have said yes. There were definitely reasons – good reasons, too. But she had spent the last 6 months with him, and she had seen just how much he had changed. She had seen how much he had grown as a person; as a man.

Their first marriage seemed like a lifetime ago. They had both been different people back then, changed by time and circumstance. The universe seemed to have some sort of plan for the two of them, seeing how they had ended up back in each other’s arms against all odds. She had always loved him, and she could see it in his eyes, and feel it in his touch just how much he loved her. He had loved her back then too – she was sure of it, despite everything - but it wasn’t the same. This was stronger. It was pure.

Wiping at her face again with her other hand, she sniffed as he explained that the ring had belonged to his grandmother. Standing with him that day at Falcon’s stadium made it obvious just how much he admired the woman, so to be wearing her ring her ring was a big deal.

“It is perfect,” she agreed, moving her hands to place them on either side of his face, staring into those unbelievably blue eyes. “I love it. And I love you…” Her hands slid down so that her fingertips were pressing against his jaw as she leaned in, kissing him once – twice – three times for good measure before she pulled away to look up at him, a smile back on her face. Her line of vision fell away from those diamond eyes to the actual glimmering stones that were on her finger.

“God, I could stare at this for days. It’s even prettier than you, and that’s no easy feat,” she said with another grin, her arms wrapping around his neck. “I can honestly say this has been the Valentine’s Day ever, bar none.”