“Look! He just had her boobies in his mouth,” Lucy reported to Tom with a huge grin on her face. The two of them ducked down quickly. Lucy stood up again, “What’s he doing that for?”
“Lucy Quinn, will you marry me?” Tom heard himself say.
Lucy said, “Will you do that to me,” gesturing up at the window.
“Suppose I would,” Tom was almost in pain.
“I’ll think about it, Tommy Nolan.”
“How can you rush something you’ve wanted all your life?” she kissed his hand. “You are far more sensible than I am, Tom” Lucy said solemnly.
Tom smiled, “Parts of me are furious with me at the moment. I’m not sure I’m being altogether sensible,” Tom hugged Lucy and her head dropped to his shoulder.