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I can’t stop the watery chuckle. But I soon straighten out and smile. “I can’t think of anything I’d like more. I’m yours and you’re mine.”
“And we’ll work the rest out. But I will marry you and we will raise a family together. Here. In Valentine.”
“Where else would we be?” After all, this town is made for love. It was named for love.
And it’s fitting that this is where I found it. With a man who writes romances that make me weak in the knees.
He leans over and his lips touch mine gently. And the whole place erupts in cheers and laughter. I giggle and kiss him back softly, loving his touch.
Valentine’s got another one! And love wins again! How could it not?
The end!
