Page 63 of Love's a Script

She cut him off, reaching for his face and planting a kiss. Ruben’s surprise quickly turned to reception, and he kissed her back, long and tenderly, chasing the chill from her lips. And the contents of her soul chimed in songful harmony.

“I love you too,” she told him between their fervent kisses.

His arms tightened around her, and they stayed in their embrace, oblivious as crowds thinned, the tents dismantled, and snowflakes fell around them.

Epilogue

File no. 000 [deleted] – Mary and Ruben 1 year later

MARY NEILSON: Oh, sorry, didn’t know you were working.

RUBEN BYERS: You good, baby. Just dictating some notes. What’s up?

MN: Nothing, just went to the mailbox, and you’ve got some letters. Is this the new recorder?

RB: Yeah, but be careful with the microphone end. The muff keeps popping off.

MN: Oooh. Nice. [Clears throat] Ruben Byers, please describe to listeners your exact feelings for one Mary Neilson.

RB: Well, you could say I’m enamored, head over heels, lovestruck.

MN: Hmm. Very good. I believe she has described her feelings similarly.

RB: Has she now?

MN: Yes, I think she’s even said you’re a good lay.

RB: [Laughs] That’s nice to hear. If she’s happy, I’m happy.