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She shot to her feet. She had to move, walk, run,flyto find Lincoln.

“How long have you known?” she asked Ford.

“A few hours. I thought Lincoln would have come to find you straightaway.”

She shook her head and found all of her was shaking as well. “He hasn’t. Where will I find him, Ford?”

He laughed, a sideways grin plastered on his face. “Man, you’re as tough as my sergeant.”

She took him by the shoulders and shook him. “Tell me!”

Jessy giggled at Allison losing control.

“My guess is in front of the hospital. We were just cut loose for the day, and he’d come looking for you, wouldn’t he?”

Before the words were out of his mouth, she was running for the door. She pushed out into the warm air and hit the sidewalk at a dead run. The blocks between the hospital and the coffee shop were too long and too plentiful, but in what felt like a minute or two later, she spotted Lincoln strolling toward the building.

“Lincoln!” Her scream carried to him on the air currents, and he turned at the sound of his voice.

Her big, strong soldier, staring at her as if he could eat her up. She shot forward as he ran to her. When they collided in an embrace and a long, deep, passionate kiss, she never wanted this moment to end.

“I’m not going—”

“I know. Ford said—”

“Staying here and marrying you—”

“A thousand times yes!” She broke the kiss and their disjointed banter to look into his eyes.

He swept down on one knee and took her hands in his. She shivered with emotions coursing through her—he was really going to do this, propose right here on the street in front of the place where they’d met.

“Allison,” he said in his deep tone, “I’ve loved you since the moment I set eyes on you, and that has only grown the past few weeks. I know it’s soon, but I know it’s right. Will you be my wife?”

Though she’d said yes already, the heaviness of the situation struck her, and tears overflowed. She squeezed his fingers and choked, “Yes, I’ll marry you, Lincoln.”

A few catcalls and whoops from passersby, which they ignored as they hurled themselves together. When they finally broke apart, Lincoln stared at her with a grin as big as the whole state of North Carolina.

“It’s a good thing you said yes, because it will make it easier for us when we go to the bank.”

“To the bank?” she echoed, confused.

He kissed the place between her brows where they must be furrowed. “To ask for a loan.”

Her brows pinched. “A loan for what, Lincoln?”

“To buy the house on Willow’s Pond. My buddy’s getting stationed in Texas, and they have to sell fast. How do you feel about living on Willow’s Pond, baby?”

Her mouth fell open and probably hit her chest. “Oh my God, Lincoln, are you serious?” She jumped into his arms, and he swung her around and around.

“Dreams do come true,” she said when he set her down.

He cupped her face. “For us, they do and I’ll do everything in my power to make sure it stays that way. I love you, Allison.”

She dipper her fingers into his hair. “I love you, Lincoln. Thank you for pushing me to go out with you.”

He laughed and lowered his mouth to hers, claiming her mouth in a hot feverish kiss. “I figured I was in good hands. If you broke my legs for being too forward, you’d have to set them and tend to me. I win either way.”

She playfully slapped him, and he caressed her ass cheek, where he’d last spanked her. Need rose up between them, and they agreed they needed to get off the street before they tore each other’s clothes off.

Hand-in-hand they walked back to her apartment, where they spent hours celebrating wrapped around one another and long after the sun dipped over the Carolina horizon.

The End

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