"I wonder why it has taken us so long to get here" Ruth asks
"I thought you had the answer to that. I think, at least since you got back from Cyprus you've known exactly how I feel about you…. Before your exile, after our date I whistled on the way home…"
"Ha! Me too, no really, I did!"
"And then the next day it was all over, I really didn't understand what was happening…"
"I've looked back on that so many times and wished it had been different. Malcolm let on that he knew and I just couldn't bear the idea of being talked about like that. Silly really, like you said at the time, but I cared more about how other people were talking, than my own feelings for you."
"… and then of course, just a few weeks later all that Mace business came about and we were at the docks saying goodbye to each other…"
"Exactly."
"God, I missed you Ruth" He looks down as she looks up from the comfort of his broad chest and their eyes lock.
Ruth props herself up and kisses Harry tenderly before sliding on top of him and lying down gently, Harry wraps himself around her and they lie like that, embraced, never wanting to let go of each other.
"This is it now Harry, you and me, always."
"always."
Ruth looks up and once again gets lost in those deep hazel eyes "Marry me Harry?"
Harry smiles the biggest smile, squeezes her tightly, looks back into her beautiful blue eyes and says "Yes Ruth, a thousand times, Yes"
Not sure whether to continue from here or to start a new story?