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Oh, God. My hand shook when I reached out and touched the gold ring with the small teardrop-shaped diamond that kept sparkling because his hand was shaking.
When I felt the tension in his arm over me lessen, I shot out from under the covers and streaked down the hall. I skidded to a stop at the kitchen island where a blackened ham sat in my mom's heirloom roasting pan-which had also turned crusty-black inside.
He regarded me for a moment longer then helped me stand, walking me into the lobby before wrapping me into his coat.
Then we walked up to a long, one-story building next to the taller sanctuary, and he paused, turning to me.
"I knew you were naughty.
"Professor Bradley got wind from Pete that I was wanting to take some more classes to get my masters. a teaching degree.