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“Can I just ask you one thing?”

I nod, tears pricking at my eyes

He gets up and kisses me sweetly

“Can we please not have a horse wedding? I love the things, but…”

Giggling, I throwkiss on the cheek “I make no promises”

“Guess that calls for a celebration then,” Clayton says

His tan hand reaches over to hisbeside the bed and comes out with confetti He throws it up and it sprinkles down on us, showering us with pink shine

If I didn’t know any better, I would say it was as if our hearts were shedding their last defenses and spraying tears of joy

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