Goodnight gave him a look, somewhere between long-suffering and adoring. The truth was, he had never really thought about marrying. Maybe in silly, overly romantic day dreams, but it had never been a possibility for someone like him. Not with Billy.

But now they were in Darrow, were such a thing was legal. Not only was it legal, it was done. Generally accepted if not always approved.

"You really wanna be married to me, Billy Rocks?" he asked, quieter, as he looked at a floral spread in the glossy magazine.