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“I’m so happy for them,” Bree said wistfully. The thought of getting hitched to Blitz for the rest of her life was supremely appealing.

Bree turned as Christos rang the bell that meant dinner was going to be served any minute, and if the guys wanted to eat like civilized human beings, there would be no bathing suits and dripping hair at the table. They needed to get out of the water.

Which made her think of Bree’s introduction to Blitz’s dad, the rocky start to Blitz’s attempt to reconcile with his father. Instead of talking, Blitz listened, and his father finally, reluctantly came around, especially after Blitz explained to him why he made the decision he did. His father finally listened.

It had been an exhausting, but wonderful trip. Bree loved his mom and sisters. They were so much fun. It was nice that his family was so close.

The guys started to filter in as they headed toward their respective rooms, showers, and a change of clothes, and especially towel-dried hair.

Christos put on an amazing spread with traditional Greek dishes and an abundance of seafood. When the meal was over, Blitz took Bree’s hand and asked, “Walk on the beach?”

The sun was going down and the colors of the sky were breathtaking in red, gold, and orange. He clasped her hand, and they walked toward the stairs that would take them down to the beach.

“Isabelle got some news.”

“Aleksei proposed?”

“How did you know?”

He chuckled. “He emailed me.”

“Oh, you’re friends. How sweet.”

He shrugged.

They walked for a little bit longer, then Blitz stopped and turned to her, taking her hands.

“When you know what’s what, it’s best just to say what’s on your mind and in your heart.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a box, a small velvet box, the kind that held…engagement rings. Her heart leapt into her throat and started hammering. “I love you, Bree, beyond reason, beyond space, beyond time. I love you. Will you marry me?”

He opened the ring box, and she experienced such a rush of love, it nearly suffocated her. She inhaled slowly before she looked up from the exquisite twinkling large diamond, nestled between two small ones.

She huffed. “Is this going to be through thick and thin, growing old, having children, and getting regular sex every day?”

“Every day?” He raised his brow. “I’m afraid so. I know it’s going to be tough, but I’m a big, bad frogman and you’re my frogman babe.”

“I’ll marry you on one condition.”

“Name it.”

“It’s one of those fancy-smancy military ones and I get a SEAL babe T-shirt, and one of those tridents would be nice.”

He frowned, made a big deal about counting her conditions on his fingers. “That’s three conditions.”

She nudged him. “Ha, you can still do math. That’s a good sign.”

“Done,” he said with a chuckle. Removing the ring, he slipped it on her finger. “Military wedding, huh? You know you’re going to get slapped on the butt by a sword.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck. “Don’t tempt me with a good time, sailor.”

She kissed his mouth, her heart full and bursting with love. They had overcome their emotional obstacles, and the future was looking very bright along that path they continued to pave.

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