Bod knew very, very little about customs involving rings and how they were to be worn so he had yet to deal with how the ring might look to others. He just loved that she'd gotten that for him and had said all of that.

"This," he said, reaching for both of her hands and rubbing a thumb over the ring she wore, "deserves a kiss. It deserves a kiss, some of that champagne and then awhile in the hammock."