You close your eyes and sigh, taking In the sensation of his hand resting gently over your anxiously beating heart. When you open them again you see his eyes right there asking you what is the matter. You can't find the words to tell him that you have never loved him more than this moment right here right now, and that after all the two of you have done together, the galaxies you have seen, the planets you have been to, and the crazy adventures you have been on, that you have no bloody clue why you are so nervous. As you look at him you see comprehension in his eyes, and he gives you his wonderful mischievous grin as he takes your hand and rests it on his chest telling you to close your eyes again. You sit there his hand above your heart, you're hand on his chest and he says "listen, Love." You concentrate for a moment listening to the steady beating of his two hearts thrumming in a syncopated harmony to your own heart's nervous staccato. "What do you feel?" he whispers.