She knew what he was doing. Making their com-
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ing together pure. With happy tears trailing down her cheeks, she said, "Yes, Kyle, I'll marry you."
"On Monday?"
"You have Brad's final on Monday."
"I do?" His face went blank.
"At one," she reminded him.
"And the class final directly after."
"Right."
"Four'll be safe then, don't you think?"
"For what?"
"To give us enough time to get to Vegas for a quickie wedding. Karen and the girls can come, too. And Dennis if he's in town."
Jamie laughed, hardly recognizing the happiness flowing through her. "Make it six and you've got a deal."
Kyle slipped off his glasses, dropped them on the floor and pulled Jamie against him. ' 'That's one date I know I won't need a calendar to remember."
And he didn't.