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“For the chance to be Mrs. Gracie Snow Denton . . .” He paused. “If you don’t mind, I’d appreciate it if you reconsidered that hyphen.”

“I never said I was using a hyphen! You were the one who—”

“This isn’t the place to argue, honey. No hyphen, and that’s final. Your fifth and last question . . .” He hesitated, and for the first time he looked worried. “How much do you know about quarterbacks?”

“I know who Troy Aikman is.”

“That’s not fair, Bobby Tom,” Toolee called out. “Gracie was talking to him last night.”

“I’ve heard of Joe Namath,” Gracie declared in triumph.

“You have?” He beamed. “All right, sweetheart; here’s your last question, and it’s a real challenge, so don’t let yourself get distracted by these jealous women. To make sure all twelve of our future children are going to be legitimate, what New York City football team did Joe Namath play for?”

Gracie’s face fell. Lord. Any fool should know the answer to this one. New York City. . . What football team was from New York City? Her expression brightened. “The New York City Yankees!”

A roar of laughter went up from the crowd, accompanied by more than a few loud groans. Bobby Tom silenced them all with a glare. At the same time, the glitter in his eyes dared any of them to contradict her.

When he was certain every person there understood his message, he turned back to Gracie and gathered her into his arms. With a tender look and a gentle brush of his lips, he said, “Exactly right, sweetheart. I had no idea you knew so much about football.”

And that was how every last person in Telarosa, Texas, came to understand that Bobby Tom Denton had finally and forever fallen head over heels in love

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