Page 88 of The Wrong Brother


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Too late now.

“Will you marry me?” Then before she could dodge his question with her witty sarcasm. He added, “Please.”

“I thought you’d never ask.” She grasped his shirt into a fistful and pulled him closer. “Yes.” Her lips met his in a kiss once again.

“She said yes!” Brick shouted out to the bar as if the entire bar had known his secret all along. “Next round’s on me.”

The entire place roared with more cheers.

Dane would pay for the round, no matter what Brick said. But it was a nice gesture.

Thank goodness for good friends.

And for the beautiful woman in his arms. Life wouldn’t be as happy and carefree without her.

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