Page 70 of Stilettos and Outlaws
Dante squeezed against the wall.
I threw the door open and dived out. Thump! I hit the wall hard. Ouch! I rubbed my head.
“Are you hurt?” Dante helped me to my feet.
The cockpit door opened. “You two okay. We hit a bit of turbulence.”
A bit?
“We’re fine.” Dante quickly tucked his penis away.
The jet shook violently.
I scrambled into a chair and buckled my seatbelt. “If this jet crashes, I’m killing the pilot.”
“How do you feel about marriage?” Dante asked out of the blue.
I gaped at him. “What? You want to get married?”
“We are soul mates, my family loves you, your family is adjusting to me. We have the same interests. The kidnapping made me realize I can’t imagine life without you.” Dante held up a small black velvet box. “Want to give it a try?”
My mouth worked, but nothing came out.
“Is that a yes or a no?”
I knew he loved me, but wow! Marriage? And what had happened to my romantic Latino? He was acting more like a gawky nerd.
“Gemma?”
I knew from the minute we met; he was the one I had been waiting for. “Yes! I will marry you.”
Dante’s worried expression melted into a dazzling smile. He opened the box and placed a sapphire petals engagement ring on my finger.
“It’s perfect.”
“I know this isn’t the romantic proposal most women expect, but…”
I placed the tip of my finger against his lips. “Shut up and kiss me.”
“Yes,querida.” His mouth closed over mine.
The End? Nope.
