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jordan

Reg left me in the back room.

So, naturally, I slowly rose to my feet and staggered back to the parking lot.

"Will." I croaked behind him.

He stood up and turned around, "Jordan!" he yelled and hugged me.

I pushed away and put a shaky hand in my pocket. Fumbling with the small box I pulled it out and dropped to one knee.

I licked my lips, "Will," I asked, "Will you marry me?"

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