White Wolf 2: The Call of a Soul (34 page)
Mike threaded through the crowded diner. He paused behind the bend to “their” table, fished the ring out of his pocket, and took a deep breath. Three strides and he was on one knee before Melanie seated opposite Brinda and Janie in the cozy booth.
Her eyes grew wider and wider. Her mouth fell open.
He grasped her hand, met her gaze, and said, trying not to rush the words, “Will you marry me, Melanie Frances White, and make me the happiest man on the planet?”
She pinkened all over, even the tips of her ears. Her eyes widened and brimmed with moisture. The lips he’d eaten at earlier, all red and rosy, quivered. She nodded.
Two fat tears streamed down her cheeks.
“You have to say it, babe.” He gave her fingers a little squeeze.
“Yes. Yes. Yes.”
Between the shrieks and roared congratulations of the crowd behind his back and his trembling hands, it took forever to slide the ring on her finger. He rose and pulled her to stand before him. “Let’s do it.”
“Whaaat?” Her brows pinched together, but the dazzling smile on her face never wavered.
“We’re getting married.” He turned around and hurried her through the tables.
“Now?” He grinned when her voice squeaked.
“Right now.”
“Mike David Dorland. Where are we going?” She tugged, trying to loosen his hold on her wrist.
He finally made it to the entrance, shoved the door open, and lifted her onto the top of the stairs. The whole town had been invited, and it looked like a 100 percent turnout. A deafening round of applause broke out. Mike held up a hand. The crowd silenced.
Whisper reared and whinnied long and hard.
“Whisper. And her foal.” Melanie spun around. She threw her arms around his neck and tiptoed to press a kiss to his chin. “How’d you do all this without me suspecting a thing?”
“You wanted a spectacular proposal.” His heart could’ve pounded a drill to the center of the earth. God, he hated being the center of attention. “Did I do good?”
“You did perfect. And you included Whisper and her foal.” Aw shit, she’d started to cry again. Mike swiped at the wetness on his mate’s cheeks. “They’re your wedding present. Willowby agreed to let us raise the foal and stable Whisper if we agree to house his training staff.”
She traced the line of his jaw. “I love you, Michael David Dorland.”
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The WHITE WOLF Series
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The Call of a Soul
Jianne Carlo
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Manacled
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Dark Chocolate Side of the Moon
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