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Where are we going? she asked, needing a subject change.He slid her a knowing glance. It’s a surprise.
That had her worried. But where they ended up made her smile wide and stare at him. A Giants game?Yeah. He parked at the stadium and pulled her from the car with a smacking kiss. Okay with you?Was he kidding? For a beat, her troubles fell away and she grinned at him. Very okay.
He brought her hand to his mouth and smiled over their entwined fingers.He fed her whatever she wanted, which was hotdogs and beer, and they both yelled and cheered the game on to their heart’s content.
They sat next to a couple of serious Giants fans who were wearing only shorts—although the girl also wore a bikini top—and their every inch of exposed skin painted Giants orange.
The guy proposed between innings two and three, and it was nothing like the proposal on her ship. When these two hugged and kissed, there was love in every touch—although their carefully painted Giants logo smeared. The orange and white paint mixed into a pale color that actually resembled pink, making them look like a walking advertisement for Pepto-Bismol.Billie winced. The collective might of the Ladies Rokesby and Bridgerton was not easily ignored.
She needed more gentlemen, Mary continued. I don’t think she was anticipating that the Duchess of Westborough would bring both of her daughters and her niece. And anyway, Niall and Ned are both very good-natured. They will make lovely husbands for someone. She gave Billie a pointed look. But not for you.Billie decided there was no point taking affront. You don’t see me marrying someone good-natured?
I don’t see you marrying someone who can barely read his name.Fine. I exaggerate. But this is important. Mary stopped in the middle of the upstairs hall, forcing Billie to a halt beside her. You know I know you better than anyone.