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Some of the younger shifters looked confused–I guess since marriage wasn’t part of their culture–but the rest of the crowd laughed and cheered.

He held up the back of his right hand in the air. “I told her to put a ring on it.”

“It’s the other hand, Beyoncé.” Colton smacked him on the back, and Johnny put his hand down and wrapped his arms around me, then swung me in a circle, so my legs went flying out behind me.

I laughed, dizzy when he put me down.

“I do,” Johnny said, lowering his lips to claim mine.

“I do, too.”

I was madly in love. Ready to spend the rest of my life with the hot cowboy I’d only just met a week before.

Turned out, Ididbelieve in fate.

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