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The matching dinner scenes are priceless.

August 1 Manda
August 8 Phoenix
August 15 Okie
August 22 Janga
August 29 Cherie
September 5 Ali
September 12 Susan
September 19 DLS
September 26 Leigh-Ayn
October 3 Irish Eyes
October 10 Rachel
October 17 Manda
October 24 Phoenix
October 31 Okie
November 7 Janga
November 14 Cherie
November 21 Ali
November 28 Susan
December 5 DLS
December 12 Leigh-Ayn
December 19 Irish Eyes
December 26 Rachel
Please let me know if one of these dates doesn't work for you and I will change it.



Hero took her hand. “Not so long ago, someone asked me why I wasn’t married yet. I’ll leave it up to you to guess who’d ask such a forthright question. And no, it wasn’t my mother.”
Everyone laughed. Heroine gave hero a dark look.“You asked some pretty pointed questions that night, too, if I remember.”
Hero squeezed her hand. “My answer to this very direct question was that I hadn’t met anyone I wanted to spend the rest of my life with yet. I was completely wrong, of course. I had met her—she was sitting in front of me, doing her damnedest to make the best of a bad situation. It just took me a while to work it out.”
For some reason, her stomach did a slow, nervous roll. As though it knew something that she didn’t. Hero didn’t take his eyes from hers as he continued talking.
“Heroine, you are the best person I know. I love the way you never do anything by halves. I love the way you refuse to retreat. I love your quiet sense of humor. I love you. These past months have made everything else in my life suddenly make sense. I literally can’t imagine my life without you in it. Better yet, I don’t want to. “
It took heroine a moment to realize what was happening as hero stepped down to the patio and sank on to one knee. The hand holding hers was trembling as he looked up in to her face.
“Heroine, will you marry me? Will you let me make you and The Bean happy for the rest of our lives?” Hero’s voice was husky with emotion and she could see the nervousness and hope behind his eyes.
Everyone was silent, barely daring to breathe as they waited for her response, but her mind was one big echo chamber, empty of thought.
She looked at hero and saw his handsome face and broad shoulders and felt the powerful pull of his personality. She loved him so much it scared her. The sound of his voice, his little gestures and habits, the way he laughed, his energy, his drive. His essential goodness. His integrity. The way he made her feel. The future he offered her—a life filled with laughter and challenge and love.
He was a dream. A fantasy. Too good to be true. Yet he was on his knees in front of her, and he’d asked her to marry him.
This was happening. To her.
The shuffling of feed sounded and a motorbike drove by on the street—and still hero held her gaze, waiting patiently. Allowing her to get to where she needed to be in her own time.
I want this so badly.
Her life had been full of compromise and disappointment. Everything she’d ever had she’d earned three times over. She didn’t feel as though she’d earned Hero and the Bean. They’d simply happened, a gift from the gods, and the cautious, wary part of her was afraid to trust that they were real
It feels real. And I want it so badly.
She stared into Hero’s dark, unwavering eyes and the answer rose up inside her.
If you want it, reach out and take it. Be brave. Not just for The Bean, but for you and hero, too.
She opened her mouth. “Yes.”
He smiled. It was only then that she could see that he’d been deeply unsure what her answer might be. And still, he’d knelt before her and laid himself on the line in front of their friends and family.

