Darkness had fallen hours ago, and they hadn't noticed. They'd been surprised when they'd tumbled happily out of the cabin to see the stars were out, and the cool breeze had turned rather cold.
They stood by the lake where they'd kissed, hours before, and he wrapped his arms around her to keep warm.
"Did I ever tell you you're wonderful." He murmured, kissing her ear.
"Yes." She smirked.
"Did I ever tell you're amazing?"
"A few times."
"Brilliant?"
"Often."
"Okay...did I ever tell you that you're beautiful?"
"Once or twice." She acknowledged.
"Even though it's against regulations."
"You hate regulations." she reminded him as she snuggled into his arms.
"Did I ever tell you I love you?" he asked, suddenly serious. She turned round to look at him.
"No, you never did." She told him, softly, in almost a whisper. "Not in so many words."
"Well, I do." He said, kissing the palms of her hands, one by one. "And you?"
"I have loved you for a very long time." She admitted.
"Well, that's alright then." he said, pulling her closer. "Is there anything we need to talk about, at all?"
"I don't want to talk." She said, and she took his face into her hands, and kissed him , again, and again, and again.
THE END.