I’m laughing when Spence pulls out my chair, scoots it in for me and takes a seat next to me.
The entire dining room is chaos. Men joking, laughing too loud for polite company. Their gals shaking their heads or having conversations while they banter back and forth.
Justice even looks happy. Including when he glances over and sees me leaning against Spence shoulder. What he can’t see is my hand on my boyfriend’s thigh below the table or the way I’m creeping my fingers toward the danger zone.
Spence grabs by wrist. “Trouble maker.”
“I just like messing with you.”
He leans in, putting his mouth next to my ear. “Careful, it’s been almost eight hours since I had you wrapped around me.”
I give him a flirty looks. “Poor baby.”
His eyes drop to my breasts. “I like this dress,” he murmurs.
“I’m already imagining what you’re going to do with it,” I whisper, then sit back in my seat, primly folding my hands in my lap while his breathing gets faster.
I’m about to tease him some more when my eyes nearly pop out of my head. “Oh my goodness!”
A rolling cart is being pushed toward the table with a flaming something on top. And the flames are HUGE.
Spence is laughing, holding his gut. “You should see your eyes.”
“Is that safe?”
“Ta da!” Scotch does a Vanna White presentation. “Ladies and gentlemen, I present the Agile Security & Rescue Version of Saganaki.”
I look at Spence. “Is that safe?”
Then I see one of the wives, Willow, following behind with a giant fire extinguisher.
“Looks like she’s got things under control.”
There are no more fires, thankfully.
The meal is amazing, flaming cheese and all. But I get a little worried when Spence stands up and clears his throat. He’s got a glass of wine in his hand, lifted into the air.
“I’d like to make a toast,” he says with a strange tone. “To my family, the Agile Family. Here’s to success in every operation you pursue. Your mission of making me feel at home is complete.”
He glances down at me, smiling.
I reach for his other hand, lacing my fingers between his. But I’m not expecting him to tug me up until I’m standing next to him.
He lifts his glass again. “Here’s to the year ahead and to the next wedding. Hopefully ours. If she says, yes.”
I’m officially gaping at him when he drops to a knee.
“I don’t have a ring because, well… we’ve been busy here.”
There’s a lot of laughter, but I’m not laughing. I can barely stay upright. My heart has taken over my entire body.
These hours with Spencer McCallister have been fast. It’s definitely been wild. I’m definitely all in.
“Will your marry me, Liberty Cruze?”
“Yes!” I launch myself into his arms.
The dining room erupts with cheers so loud the alarm goes off and every light in the dining room turns on bright enough to burn retinas.
