Although she was touched he was prepared to put himself in a highly charged, emotional situation for her, she knew she was his world and she didn’t need him to prove it.

And she didn’t need fancy, she just needed him. She shook her head. ‘I don’t need the big wedding and the fancy reception, Ben. I just needyou.’

‘What if we wrote our vows and said them under the Northern Lights?’ he asked.

‘Naked and in a hot pool?’ she asked, laughing at him.

‘It’s an option, but I’d still like to see you in a wedding dress, with flowers in your hair. I want to put a ring on your finger in front of a few guests.’

So, not naked then. But, yes, that sounded completely perfect to her. ‘Ilovethat idea.’

‘I’m so happy you are going to be mywife, sweetheart,’ Ben murmured, pulling her into his body and burying his face in her hair. She felt his tremors and hugged him tight, knowing he needed to be loved as much as she did. They’d be fine, they had each other.

After a long, long hug, followed by an even longer kiss, Millie pulled back again. ‘I was going to ask you to do something for me, Benedikt.’

‘Anything.’ He lifted his eyebrows and waited.

‘Will you take me back to Iceland so that we can spend Christmas there? I feel that’s where we need to be tonight, in the city where it all started.’

He nodded, smiling. Millie sighed, relieved. ‘That was easy, I thought you’d insist on us going to bed first,’ she said. To be honest, she was just the tiniest bit put out he hadn’t.

His smile widened. ‘There’s a bedroom on the plane,’ he told her, laughing. Then his eyes widened in mock horror. ‘But no condoms, I’m afraid.’

She laughed, delighted at his willingness to embrace the future and give her the family they both wanted. ‘I think I can deal,’ she told him, love washing over her.

She didn’t mind if it took ten weeks or ten years to have a baby, this man was the centre of her world. As long as she had him, she had her family.

‘Let’s go home, Ben.’