Space Gypsies

He led her the length of the saloon. He opened the door of the ship’s-stores cabinet. He ushered her in.

“The baby small-people are adorable!” said Karen softly. “I’m so glad they’ll be safe!” Then Howell closed the cabinet door and she said, “But what—why—”

“I explained once,” said Howell, “why I didn’t act romantic after we’d—er—admitted a certain interest in each other. I was busy, I said, trying to make you safe. I think you’re safe now. I’m preparing to argue that we should be married as soon as we can get back to Earth. We might as well tell your father we’re going to marry, anyhow. Shall I argue?”

“But—how—?”

“Like this,” said Howell.

He kissed her.