Not A Small-Town Girl

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Had they not been on the Ferris wheel, David would have

probably swept her up and twirled her around in excitement.

“You agreed?" he asked, his voice laced with an eagerness

that was nearly infectious.

“Don’t you want me to say yes?" Danielle teased, raising an

eyebrow.

“No, it’s just... a bit unbelievable. I’m so happy," David

admitted, the joy in his voice unmistakable.

He then cupped her face in his hands and placed a flurry of

kisses on her lips, each one more lingering than the last, as

if trying to drink in the moment and never let go.

----

Danielle blushed. Was he really this excited?

“Okay, that’s enough," she giggled, wiping her mouth.

"You’re getting a little too enthusiastic."

“Anything for you," David said, looking entirely too pleased

with himself.

They finally disembarked from the Ferris wheel, andnoveldrama

Danielle was still dazed. How had she ended up being

proposed to? And what was worse, she had agreed! This

was madness.

----

"What else-do you want to do?

There’s acarousel over there. Das

you wapit to ride it?" David was >

almostchattering at this point”

otra unlike his usual self, who

bately said a word.

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Acarousel? That’s for little kids, right? But she was Danielle

—how could she possibly enjoy something so childish?

“Fine, I’ll watch," she said, ready to dismiss the idea.

"Alright!" David grinned, his mood lifted from the proposal.

“You know, it’s actually kind of fun. Don’t you want to try it?”

he said, watching her ride the carousel, her laughter

echoing through the night.

Danielle, despite herself, laughed like a little kid. She was

still only nineteen, yet her maturity often hid the youthful

innocence she still carried.

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David pulled his phone, snapping

pictures iets Every frame was

a piece oftart, and he planned to fil}

his phone’s gallery with photos of

her. He found one where she isoked

like-€h angel and immediately set it

is wallpaper.

----

Every time Danielle circled around on the ride, her laughter

would ring out, and it made him smile too. He couldn’t wait

to take her to even more fun places in the future.

As the carousel spun for the umpteenth time, Danielle finally

hopped off.

“What were you doing with your phone?" she asked,

laughing at the sight of David, still holding his phone up as if

he were a paparazzo.

David opened his gallery with a proud grin, showing her the

photos he’d taken, practically pleading for her praise.

Danielle pretended not to notice and nodded. "Well, I guess

I’m just naturally beautiful, huh? Every move I make is

stunning.”

----

Danielle grinned slyly. "But, you know, the photographer

really deserves some credit too."

"She’s really beautiful," Danielle said with a chuckle,

shamelessly complimenting herself.

Danielle struggled to stifle her laughter, enjoying every

moment of teasing him. "Well, if I wanted to praise myself,

I’d need three days and nights to say it all."

"Really?" David asked, his eyes full of mock sadness. "You

don’t have anything nice to say about me?”

“Wait, you wanted me to praise you?" Danielle widened her

eyes in mock shock.

David looked a bit embarrassed. "No, I didn’t. You’re just

imagining things.”

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Danielle smirked. This was hilarious.

He wanted her to praise him butwas

too shyto ask outright, leaving fittle

hints Here and there. What a ©

limited-edition hardheaded atie.