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I stick the ring into my pocket and casually walk behind her, the realization of why we’re here hitting me. Maybe I should’ve just pulled over and got down on one knee in front of her house. But that’s not how I’ve ever pictured proposing.

And even with the little planning, I still want to make this memorable. I’m just wishing it wasn’t under false pretenses.

CHAPTER30

Dani

Cue the freak out. I can’t believe I’m standing on the grass of Fenway Park. Secondly, the reason we’re here has me acting like a robot.

I walk around home plate, thinking of all the players I’ve watched over the years as they’ve walked on this field. Fenway Park was one of my dad’s favorite places. We would get tickets for out in right field and spend a few hours watching our favorite team play a several times a year.

Thinking of my dad heightens my emotions already and then thinking of the very attractive man striding close behind me throws it over the edge.

I finally turn, wishing on so many levels that this experience could be real, that I could be getting engaged to this man and planning out our life together.

Miles Clark, heir to the Clark Group is standing here with me getting ready to propose. Yeah, there’s no way this would happen in my real life.

“What’s wrong?” Miles asks, stepping forward to take my hands in his.

I shake my head, trying to put on the perfect smile. “Nothing. I mean, I’ve never been able to walk on the field, so it’s kind of a lot.” And wishing his proposal could be real.

Miles smiles down at me and nods. “I know you like this place and figured it would be a good spot to create our story.”

My brain hitches on “our” for way longer than it should.

Reaching into his pocket, Miles sinks down onto one knee, the lights from behind me causing him to blink a few times.

“Danielle Higgins—”

“Sophie.” I pause a second and say, “Danielle Sophie Higgins.”

This might be the only proposal I ever get. I might as well make it daydream worthy.

The corner of Miles’s mouth turns up and he begins again. “Danielle Sophie Higgins. I know we’ve had an unconventional relationship, but you’re pretty amazing. You are a one-of-a-kind woman and someone I get excited to be around. Would you do me the honor of becoming my fiancé?”

I nod, processing the words as he slips the ring onto my finger. The speech was great, but did he mean any of it? And using fiancé shows the eventual decline of our relationship. Eventual as in next week.

Strike number forty for me, reminding me I shouldn’t have accepted this fake relationship anyway.

Staring down at the ring, I swallow hard, wishing I could block out all the emotions surging.

Miles stands and pulls me into a hug. The smell of him, the strength of his embrace, and the atmosphere of where we are causes a tear to fall.

He pulls back and glances at my face for a second before leaning in. His lips press against mine and suddenly I can feel every nerve in my body sparking to life. His arms around my waist tug me closer, and while my brain is trying to warn me about the consequences of more contact with him, my heart is staging a rebellion.

Someone clears their throat behind us, and we break apart to see Ralph grinning at us. “Sorry to interrupt, but it’s been five minutes, Mr. Clark.”

Miles nods and turns away, slipping his hand into mine. Everything about this night feels real, like to the part I might have slipped past crush territory and right into the depths of the love pool.

And my heart now has a timer, ticking away until this all ends for me.

CHAPTER31

Miles

I’m lucky if I got two hours of sleep the night before. My brain had gone through every interaction with Dani, trying to figure out what was off about her. She’d been fine at the diner, and everything was normal until we arrived at Fenway. Our kiss was the moment that had her relaxed, and I have to say, it was one for the books. Even better than the previous ones we’ve shared.

Me: How did you sleep?

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