Teddy awoke to find Billy leaning over him, a dopey grin plastered across his face.
His brain caught up with his eyes. "We're engaged."
Against all the laws of physics, Billy's smile grew wider. "Yep."
"We're gonna be married."
"Yep."
"You're gonna be Mrs. Teddy Altman."
The smile vanished momentarily. "You're pushing your luck."
"Remember the speech: I'm full of luck."
"Let's pretend the speech didn't happen."
"Ingrate."
"Hack."
Teddy rolled over, trapping Billy beneath him. "I think that ring went to your head."
Billy wiggled his fingers. "Still firmly on my hand."
A pause. "I won't call you Missus, if you never make that joke again."