To find me on my knees in the middle of the kitchen.
I smiled at the shocked expression on her beautiful face. Her eyes were confused. Until I pulled out the box.
And opened it.
Then she slapped her hand over her mouth, leaving a bit of organic oat flour behind. I smiled tenderly as I opened the box. Her eyes were wide as she stared at the rock inside it.
I’d gone all out, with one big-ass diamond.
“Slade…”
“Will you marry me, Jenny?”
Her voice was barely a whisper as she said yes. She nodded as tears ran over her cheeks. It cleaned up most of the flour but not all of it.
I was grinning as I swept her into my arms, kissing her soft lips, flour and all.
“I can’t believe it.”
“Can’t believe what?”
My Jenny was still crying, still soft and sweet in my arms as I wiped off her lovely face.
“I can’t believe I’m going to be Mr. Cakes.”
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Other works by Joanna Blake:
BRO'
A Bad Boy For Summer
PLAYER
PUSH
GRIND (Man Candy Trilogy Book One)
HEAT (Man Candy Trilogy Book Two)
DEEP (Man Candy Trilogy Book Three with extended epilogues)
Go Long
Go Big
Cockpit
Hot Shot
Stud Farm (The Complete Delancey Brothers Collection)
Torpedo
Cuffed
Wanted By The Devil (Devil’s Riders)
Hunter (Joanna Blake Singles)
COMING SOON:
The Continuation of Mason and Cain’s stories
The last book in the Devil’s Riders Trilogy
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Cuffed
I went inside and took a look around. The bar was nearly empty. They must have been closing up when the bike went up in flames. Everyone had taken off after that.
Everyone but the staff.
I saw Mason with his hand resting possessively on a girl’s shoulder. She sat at the bar, her arms wrapped around her protectively. I could only see her profile but even that was enough to stop me in my tracks.
All thoughts of murder flew from my head.
The girl was beautiful.
Not just a little bit pretty, or cute, or even sexy. She was fucking gorgeous. With long, wavy, light brown hair, and a delicate profile with a nose that was just the slightest bit turned upwards. Her figure looked slim and athletic, but with curves in all the right places.
She turned to look at me and my breath stopped. My heart seemed to pause, waiting for my mind to catch up with my eyeballs, which felt like they were bugging out of my damn head.
She was a Goddamned angel.
Even in this smokey juke joint, with the dim lights and neon beer signs, I could see her eyes.
They were the brightest, deepest blue I’d seen in my life. And I was a fan of staring at the sky, or I had been when I had less shit to worry about.
This was the blue of ten thousands skies.
She blinked and I came back to myself. The girl might have the face of an angel but right now she was part of a crime scene. If she worked here, she most likely knew the killer, or at least served him a bucket of wings.
Which meant under my rules, she was part of the problem. The fact that I had such a strong reaction to her only pissed me off. Why the hell work here with all the criminals when she could be plastered all over billboards and magazine covers?
Because she was one of them. The enemy. The ones who had killed Danny.
Remember that, Conn.
I forced myself to ignore the hot pulse of lust that was throbbing in my belly and crossed the bar. I flashed my badge and pulled out a tiny note pad. Yeah, I was old school in that way too.
“Name.”
“They already interviewed me.”
“Not you.”
They exchanged a glance and Mason stepped in front of her.
“She ain’t got nothin’ to do with this, DeWitt.”
I let myself steal another look at her. Her huge eyes were looking down at the ground. Her juicy bottom lip was caught between Chiclet white teeth. I squinted at Mason and asked again.