It took twenty minutes for the initial shock to die off; forty five minutes for it to sink in; fifty eight minutes for it to really hit them. They had shifted over enough to be leaning against the breakfast bar and her head was on his chest, listening to his heartbeat while her thumb toyed with the ring on her finger. He spun a lock of her hair around his index finger and watched it fall back into place before kissing her temple and closing his eyes.
"You know I was terrified for the entire car ride over here," Ben mumbled into her hair. She hummed out a laugh, shifting a little closer as he tightened his grip around her waist. "I think I ran four red lights. And that's like, all the red lights in the entire city,"
She scoffed and elbowed him lightly in the side and felt him grin against her. "I had to call Ann for your ring size," he admitted, almost sounding embarrassed, like it was something he should have just known. Leslie lifted her head from his chest and shifted so she w