His hand under hers turned palm upward and laced her fingers in his warm, secure clasp. "Then, nothing else is important," he said huskily. "And thank you for that, too, sweetheart."
She smiled serenely at him and deliberately used the phrase she'd heard him say so frequently. "It's my pleasure, love."
And it would be her pleasure and delight for as long as they lived, she knew with surety. No matter what the future held for them, what challenges they would have to meet, they would face them together. They would walk their path hand in hand, one step at a time, from here to the horizon, from now until beyond childhood's end.