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Following a moment of protracted silence, he laughed out loud. “Man, for a minute there, I thought you asked me to marry you.”

Maggie’s face had gone two shades of red. “I did.”

The smile slipped disbelievingly from his expression. Cain stared at her, dumbfounded. Standing up to his ankles in the horse dung and straw he’d swept out of the stables, he nearly sat down where he was.

“Not a real marriage, of course. Don’t look at me that way. I know how this sounds.”

Cain snorted, thinking he’d been transported to some weird alternative universe while he wasn’t looking. “You do?”

“I—I said it all wrong. Actually, there is no right way to ask a complete stranger to marry you.”