[ Her smiles kicks up, a shaky laugh that bubbles up with her own recklessness. Her hand slips down, along his neck, until they both are settled flat to his chest. Pushing his jacket out of the way to where she thinks she could hear his heart beat, loud and quick. Leaning forward where she's perched against the bench edge. Settling herself to bring her knees either side of his hips, if only because it's easier, more comfortable. ]

I'll start here - every morning.

[ Presses forward and half a kiss, half a breath she takes against that steady thud she counts. Hers, now, she thinks fondly. ]

- Then here - [ she walks her fingers up, her face tilting up to face him, that same smile - she'll take the heart beat, and she'll give him this. Pausing against his shoulders. ] - Then - [ next against his neck, his jaw, setting them wide, before she brushes her thumb against the curve of his lip. ] - here.

I will tell you, you are mine, and I am yours, until you you cannot think otherwise.