Jim looks at Pam laughing happily at something Michael said on their Casino Night as he stands next to Carol, Jan looking on jealously in the background. Months passed quickly with Pam. He kept falling more and more in love with her as the more intimately he got to know her. He loved knowing that he was the person she came home to. That he was the one that she loved with her body if not her heart yet. To be fair, he hadn't said I love you either.
She looked over her shoulder at him, beautiful blue dress flowing around her, her hair curled down her back. She smiled serenely at him, completely at peace with their life. She walked over to Jim.
"Wanna go outside?" Jim nodded. They stepped outside. Pam surged up and kissed him, her hands framing her face and his hands wrapped around her waist, his hands spanning her skin. He pulled back and looked down at her.
"I'm in love with you." He murmured.
Well, that wasn't how or when he wanted to say it but he was glad he did. Her eyes shone wetly at him. He was glad he didn't say it in a moment of ecstasy or anything so cliché.
"I love you so much, Jim." She whispered, her throat closing with the emotion that overcame her. He leaned down to kiss her again, her arms wrapping around his neck.