The moment seemed to still, the laughing lightness gone. Her brow furrowed for a moment and concern settled on her face. He had never seen Verity truly consider if he were happy and this sudden interest only solidified the truth in the love that sank into his heart.

Was he happy? In this moment, here with her, yes. He couldn't remember why he had felt he had been unhappy before, beyond believing she didn't love him. Did she? "I am." He didn't dare say anything that might encourage that less than happy on her look. "How could I not be when I'm here with you." He'd be happy anywhere she was.