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I pulled out an envelope that contained a voucher to Peter’s Ice Cream Shoppe. That made me smile. My next item was a bottle of perfumed body lotion, which was met with polite applause. My hand went down to the bottom of the bag, beneath a layer of tissue paper, and I immediately felt the fuzz of a tennis ball.

“This feels appropriate,” I said as I did indeed pull out a tennis ball.

A single tennis ball.

I held it up, my eyes catching the writing on it. Not the usual brand name of the ball, but the words:

Taylor,

Wanna cause a racquet with me at Homecoming?

Because I think we’d have a ball!

My heartbeat went crazy, and I could only laugh. The ball was quickly plucked from my hand and passed around the table to oohs and ahhs, but Max was focused only on me, a look of adoration in his eyes.

“So, will you?”

I leaned closer, my lips parting to whisper, “Yes,” before he closed the distance between us with a kiss. Right there at the table. In front of our parents! I thought I might die!

But in the background I heard Alize chuckle and say, “Looks like it’s game, set and match!”

And the rest of the table erupted into laughter.

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