Crash Landing (N/L - Assassin!verse)
"So, what do you propose we do now?" Leda asks, ripping off what's left of her 'flight hostess' outfit. Their assignment has been a success. While perhaps not as perfectly executed as the plans were supposed to go, given all they were up against, she's pleased with the outcome - the world, ever unassuming, is safe again.
"I think there's only one thing we can do."
"Which is?"
"Get married."
Of all the answers she expected to hear from Nicholas Worthington's highly proper (although, at times rather improper) mouth, this is among the last. She begins to speak and then seals her lips against each other, then finally says, "But..."
"But what?"
"Your parents, for one."
"With all due respect, they can go to hell."
"Are you sure you don't want to wait? To think about it? To do the coat with tails and have the Vicar or whoever you crazy Brits have marry us?"
"So you do want to get married?"
She looks at the downed wreckage of their plane and says, "Yes."
"Then why not here and now? We're already in Vegas."
"Technically, you're right." The bright lights of the city shine below. Green eyes glittering with unshed tears, she gazes at the man in front of her and asks, "You're sure?"
Sweeping her off her red heels, he answers, "Absolutely."