“Everything.”
“I realize we haven’t known each other very long.” Owen shoved a hand through his hair. “I had planned to take it slow. I wanted you to get to know me. I wanted you to—” He broke off abruptly. “What did you say?”
“I said that last night meant everything to me.” Amy’s eyes were brilliant. “What about you?”
A joyous hope welled up inside him. He was dazzled by the brilliant colors that suddenly lit his world. “It meant everything to me, too. Amy, I love you.”
“I love you, Owen.” Amy dropped the robe and opened her arms.
Owen gathered her close and kissed her for a very long time. “Something tells me we’re not going to get much sleep tonight,” he said eventually. “Maybe we’d better not try to get that early-morning start after all.”
“If we don’t check out before noon, they’ll charge us for an extra night,” Amy warned him.
“Don’t worry about it.” Owen picked her up and carried her through the connecting door into his room. “I’ll just put the extra night on my expense account.”