"I think I love you," Came a voice out of the blue. Sam couldn't help but retort with a scoff as she looked over her shoulder, the purple quilt slipping back onto the mattress as she moved.
"I sure hope so," She held her hand up so that it was caught in a stray beam of moonlight.
"Because I don't think there are any refunds on rings." She looked into the heavenly blue eyes of her newly-declared fiancee. He only chuckled and wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close. Soon his light snoring and the sounds of deep breaths filled the room.
"I love you too, Ghost-boy," Sam muttered as she let her eyes close.