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Standing here watching them smile and laugh, I see the love that radiates between them. How could I let that be taken away?

As scary as it is to admit, even if it’s only to myself, I might not mind being a part of what they have.

Chapter 7

MAGGIE

SHANE: We didn’t get a chance to finish our conversation.

ME: Are you serious? I’m questioning your sanity.

SHANE: I already answered that question.

ME: We don’t even know each other.

SHANE: Have a better offer?

ME: How do I know you aren’t a lunatic?

SHANE: You don’t.

ME: Why? Why would you do this? Marry me. In case you forgot what you were suggesting. Are you insane?

SHANE: We need to talk. Can you have dinner?

ME: Are you serious about this?

SHANE: Stop asking me that.

ME: Grizz, you’re scaring me. Like, you really want to talk about GETTING MARRIED?

SHANE: Dinner?

ME: I’m not sure I can breathe. Aren’t you having a panic attack?

ME: Do you smile? Laugh? Ever in your life have fun?

ME: Do you like people?

SHANE: Some. Sometimes. Rarely. Dinner?

ME: Oh my gosh.

ME: I can’t believe I’m even considering this. I think I need to hire a PI to find my mind.

SHANE: DINNER?

ME: Fine. I agree to dinner ONLY.

SHANE: Ok

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“Where is my list?”

“Oh boy. You have a list. Are you trying to scare away the one man willing to marry you? Maggie, he’s totally gorgeous. All that scowl and muscle. You could do way worse than the brooding Shane Carter. I wouldn’t mind snuggling up to him at night.”

“Simone, you’re not helping. This isn’t about looks or sleeping or anything else normal people consider when marrying someone. I’m desperate, and that’s never a good place to make decisions.”

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