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She had him there. “I’m not sure what you’re talking about. I appreciate you buying my cake, keeping me from the vultures over there.” He tossed a thumb over his shoulder toward the group of women who had been vying for his baked goods through the entire Bake-Off. “But I’m not sure what bullet I helped you dodge.”

“The one with Spellman. Rumor has it, you and your dad came to the rescue.”

He kept his hands tucked deep in his pockets. Unsure if she was happy about his getting involved or not, he watched for clues. Would she punch him or hug him? He prayed harder than ever before it would be the latter.

“He didn’t want what was best for Marietta. Or for you.”

She took a step toward him so they now stood toe-to-toe. “And do you want what’s best for me?”

“Always.”

“Then kiss me.”

His heart did a funny dance in his chest and he removed his hands from his pockets so he could wrap them around her waist. “Whatever you say, ma’am. Your wish is my command.”

He ducked his head and kissed her. In the middle of the Graff Hotel with most of the town watching. She wrapped her hands around his neck, her fingers toying with his hair. She turned him inside out and sideways and he freaking loved it.

She pulled back and put her forehead to his. “So, you think you might want to make Marietta home?”

“Looks like I’ll have to get used to a small town, everyone knowing everything and all.”

“You just kissed me in front of everyone. I think we might be tomorrow’s front-page story.”

He shrugged. “Let ’em look. I want the world to know I love you. And yes, I’m here. I’m yours. For good. Forever.”

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