In Death 02 - Glory in Death

Well, we'll -- " She stopped, nearly stumbled, then gaped at him with her good eye. "You want what?"
    "I want you to marry me."
    He had a bruise on his jaw, blood on his coat, and a gleam in his eye. She wondered if he'd lost his mind. "We're standing here, beat to shit, walking away from a crime scene where either or both of us could have bought it, and you're asking me to marry you?"
    He tucked his arm around her waist again, nudged her forward. "Perfect timing."
    The End