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He took her left hand and eased it toward him. Slipping the ring from the box, he slid it onto her finger. It fit perfectly. “How about that? It fits like it were made for you.” He looked up to see tears glistening in her eyes, and his heart felt like it was being squeezed in a vice.
“Oh, hey now, darlin’. I didn’t mean to make you cry. You don’t have to wear it.”
She closed her fingers around his hand. “You’re a good man, Knox Garrison. Better than I deserve.”
“You deserve everything,” he whispered, the emotion stealing his voice.
She brushed away the lone tear that had slipped down her cheek and forced a shaky laugh. “I’m okay. Really. It just got me for a minute. This is how I’d always dreamed it would be. A handsome guy with a heart as big as Montana putting a gorgeous ring on my finger. But that’s all this is. Just a fantasy.
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