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“Well…how ?” I retort “Because whatever that number is, I’m pretty sure that’s your answer”

“You’re fucking with me”

“Nope”

Hesitantly, Ryan turns us around just enough to take a look for himself

“Holy shit,” he mutters

“Oh randbabies!” my mom exclaims, and both Ryan and I look at each other ide, amused eyes

“Our nutty parents and their weird co to make us a freak show for the rest of our lives, aren’t they?” I question and he chuckles

“Pretty much”

“You knohat, though?”

“What?”

“I wouldn’t want it any other way”

“Me either, sweetheart” Ryan’s responding s it’s infectious, but before I can ain, Sal interrupts us on a shout

“So, uh, do youmarried?” he questions “I mean, I’odda day, so…”

Ryan laughs “Give us just a minute, Dad, and we’ll be in!”

That appears to appease Sal and Stella and the rest of the wedding crew Froin to file back into the clubhouse

“So, I guess we need to take a rain check on the ht now?” I ask hi my ass

“Oh, Carly, I’ at the reception because we have hours and hours to spendup for lost time”

“Hours and hours?” I repeat,open

“Uh-huh”

“And are we talking good-girl sex or bad-girl sex?”

“Neither,” he responds without hesitation

I allorious bomb on me

“We’re going to have we’re-in-love sex, which, and you don’t know this yet, but baby, it’s going tochild’s play”

Oh, sweet mother of mercy, I love this man

I really, really, really fucking love him

Like,

Ryan Miller uy

My number one

Theto spend the rest of my life with

And I don’t hesitate to tell him just that