Though Roxie’s original reply still rang in Matt’s ears—”Oh, hell no!”—she caved in after lunch and agreed to take both he and Sadie home after work. The ice cream cone he bought her from Bruster’s helped, but he knew the real reason she played nice. As he handed over the cold cone heaped with scoops of mint chocolate chip ice cream covered with rainbow sprinkles, he casually mentioned, “You know, I talked with Vic.”
She didn’t ask about what—she didn’t have to. Her eyes lit up and she almost dropped the cone in her excitement. “And?” she asked, breathless. “Don’t leave me hanging! What’d he say?”
Matt sort of grinned and she squealed. The sound was deafening. “Yes!” she shrieked, jumping up and down like a little girl. “He said yes! I knew it! I knew he would!”
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