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“God, you’re so sweet. I love you too.”

“We’re going to be perfect together, aren’t we?” he asked, though he already knew the answer.

“You bet your ass we are.”

Burying her face in his neck, she kissed him all over as he grinned and held her in his arms. Step one was to get that job. Step two was to move in together.

And step three was to ask her to marry him. If he had Bristowe, then he had everything.

And he sure as fuck couldn't ask for more than everything.

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