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" He caught a whiff of the cinnamon-y goodness under the foil. “I think we should get married,” he decided. Gloria’s jaw dropped, and then she laughed again. “I’m serious,” he insisted. “Just, maybe spend the next six months thinking about it, okay?” “Yeah, I’ll do that,” she said, still laughing when she released her seatbelt. “Hang on,” he said, sliding out from behind the wheel. He hurried around to her door and opened it. “You’re engaged to a gentleman. "
― Lucy Score , Finally Mine (Benevolence, #2)