He took her arm and guided her to the dining room.
“Are we eating formally?”
He grinned and those dimples flashed. Sky’s knees went weak.
“I thought it would be nice.”
When they were at the table, she gasped in surprise. “Where did you get this?”
A table setting that matched her mom’s china sat prettily on a starched white tablecloth. Crisp pink napkins that matched the pattern lay across the plate. Pink roses, no doubt from Shorty’s garden, were in a beautiful crystal vase in the center of the table.
“Do you like it?”
“Oh, Dirk. I love it. Tell me.”
She threw her arms around him.
“That’s another reason I love you.”
He held her tight. “You love me?”
“How could I not?”
“You would live here instead of the city? Commute to work? Not go into culture shock at the lack of sophistication in a tiny town?”
Sky shook her head. “The big city is an hour or so away. It’s perfect.”
“So are you, my love. Does this mean you’ll marry me?”
“Then lunch will be delayed.”
He kissed her, picked her up, and carried her down the hall.
“Wait until we tell the others.”
He shut the door with his foot, leaving Sully in the hall.
Five minutes later Sky purred in pleasure. She knew it all along. It was absolutely amazing what this man could do with one arm.
A word about the author…
Mitzi Pool Bridges is a former businesswoman who lives in Texas, has a large family, has traveled extensively, and loves to read and write.
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