They lay there for a moment in a heap, Ivy on top of Will, neither of them moving.
"Nice catch," Ivy said. She was trying to laugh, but all she could do was tremble. She was so afraid he'd get up, dust himself off, and walk away.
Why shouldn't he?
"You fell in love with me?" Will asked.
She looked into his deep brown eyes, eyes that shimmered with hidden light, then she saw a smile spreading across his face. His arms encircled her, and she relaxed against him, her face close to his. "Love you, Will," she said softly.
"Love you, Ivy." He held her close and rocked her a little. "You know," he said, "it's a good thing this didn't happen before. If I had known how heavy you were, I would never have reached for you."
"What?"
"Without an angel around, I'd have been a goner," he said.
Ivy pulled herself up abruptly.
Will laughed. "Okay, okay, that was a lie. But this is the truth. The angels will swear to it," he said, then pulled her down for a kiss.