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"You sure you wantup there with you? I don’t want to steal your thunder, you knoith h "I’m not worried My future bride only has eyes for me"

Another blast of music rippled over the extension It sounded Latin…salsa music?

"Where exactly are you?" Dylan demanded "Don’t tell me you proposed at a salsa club"

"No, I proposed at LeBlanc’s," Chris answered, na one of the fanciest restaurants in San Francisco "But Claire wanted to celebrate, so she dragged me here We’re at that club you and I went to last tih Chris couldn’t see hi to a -style shit--and Claire had chosen to go there? Seeoody-two-shoes snob like her would pick to celebrate an engagement

"Anyway, I couldn’t keep the news to ht owl that you are We’re going over to Moh And ten minutes after Chris and Claire left Shanna Wade’s house, she’d be on the phone with her younger son, de married Dylan adored his mother, and the two of them had always been close, but no matter how many times he told her he wasn’t ready to settle down, she never seeive Mo," he told his brother "She’s been kind of bored and cranky ever since she quit her job"

There was a beat "She was bored and cranky even when she had a job"

"True"

"Okay, well, it’s late and I’m ready to forcibly remove Claire from the dance floor and take her home," Chris said with a touch of exasperation "Just wanted to share the good neith e difference between him and Chris, yet his brother never failed to act the part of the perpetually wiser older sibling

"Congratulations again," he said with fake enthusias to Claire, too"

"I will Talk soon"

After they hung up, Dylan turned his head in ti okay?" The mattress bounced as she hopped back on the bed

"My older brother’s gettinga strand of blonde hair behind her ear "An iood news, sailor You look like sorumbled "My brother’s manhood Trust me, this chick he’s about to saddle hiod-awful"

"Speaking of one soft, the condo off the tip