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“You stole my heart on that godforsaken plane. I have a better life than I deserve, and I don’t want any of it without you. Marry me.”

“Yes,” I whisper. “But it was my seat—”

Clay kisses me hard, not releasing me until everyone comes into the kitchen.

“You know what this means,” Jay says, looking around. “Team honeymoon!” he declares at the same time as Chloe says, “Another pre-season wedding?!”

“No,” Mari and I say at the same time.

But then Clay’s kissing me again, and that’s all that matters.

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