And congratulations. You, my dear fellow, have managed to render her completely and absolutely speechless.
Aside from a very small, almost imperceptible gasp, all what she wants to say, all the words that are suddenly making a big ball in her throat. (And in equal parts ask how, say yes, and want to slap him for his "insolence")
The colour that had seemed to go away from her cheeks comes again in full force as the realization dawns on her. Oh God, how lovely it would be, wouldn't it? To be in his arms and... And...
No, she shouldn't think about it. Not yet. And she is sure that he thinks her an idiot right now.