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Daniel’s arms wrap around me from behind, and I find myself melting into him. He kisses my neck. “Do you know how much I love you?”
“Enough to marry me?”
He chuckles. “More than that.”
“I heard about the carving in the tree,” Winter says, walking up to us just before I was about to kiss my husband utterly inappropriately for public viewing.
Spring asks, “What are we talking about?”
Daniel replies, “There’s a tree with a carving in it. CS #7.”
“What does CS #7 mean?” Fall asks, handing me a glass of champagne.
I shrug. “We don’t know.” I sip, watching Brandon join the group with a bottle of beer with a ripped label.
His eyes on Fall, he smirks and says, “I know.”
