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Caleb stepped up to Adeline’s front door, not able to wait until the next day to give Bree the good news. He’d hoped she’d be the one to answer the door, but no such luck. Adeline swung it open, wearing a grin.
“Oh, Bree, your boyfriend’s here,” she called over her shoulder, her grin widening.
Bree appeared next to her friend and swatted Adeline on the shoulder. “Stop,” she murmured. “You’re going to scare him away.” Her cheeks were tinged with pink, but she was smiling. She hadn’t stopped smiling since their first date. Neither had he, for that matter.
“It came in,” Caleb told Bree, ignoring Adeline, who still hadn’t left. She had become a regular fixture whenever they were at her house, so they had spent a lot of time at his place for the past few weeks. He held up the small card
