Page 261 of Masters of Pleasure
Then, instead of turning to leave, Mitch turned toward Domi and went down on one knee.
Domi gasped, her hands flying to her mouth.
“I can’t see!”Ana wailed.Connor lifted her onto his shoulders, where she grabbed onto the horns of his Viking helmet, but Law was sure it didn’t help since the bridge railing was high enough, they could only see the top of Mitch’s head over it.Next to him, Iris burst out laughing.
“We can’t see you, Mitch.You’re too far down!”Rae yelled at him.“Get in front of the bridge to do it!”
Glancing at Rae, he could see that she was grinning.Unlike Domi, she obviously wasn’t particularly surprised.
“You’re all ruining the spontaneity and romance of the moment!”Despite that, Mitch popped up to his feet and pulled a now laughing Domi off the bridge and around to the front of the pond, where he dropped to one knee again.
The number of phones that came out in the meantime was epic, recording or taking pictures.They’d drawn a bit of a crowd and not just strangers.There were multiple people from Stronghold and Marquis at the fair—not surprising since the kink community loved Renn Fair—and a lot of them were among those watching Mitch’s proposal.
On his knee again, ring box in hand, Mitch cleared his throat.
“Domi, when I met you, I had no intention of being in a serious relationship, and neither did you.Obviously, I’ve changed my mind.”
Groaning, Domi covered her face with her hands, her shoulders shaking with laughter.Mitch was grinning like a fool.There was some confusion on the faces of people around them, but everyone who knew the two of them was shaking their heads, laughing, or both.
“I didn’t know when I was going to ask you, so I’ve been carrying this ring around for a few weeks, waiting for the perfect moment.I thought this was it.I might have gotten it a little off, but you took a chance on me when I made a fool out of myself the last time.I’m hoping you’ll do it again.Will you marry me?”
“Say yes!”Ana yelled before her mom could answer, causing raucous laughter from the witnesses.With her sword held high, on top of a Viking’s shoulders, she made a rather threatening visage for being only six years old.
Lowering her hands from her face, Domi wagged her finger at her daughter before turning back to Mitch.
“You’re a twit, but you’re my twit,” she said.
“That’sSirTwit to you,” he replied, causing another round of laughter, including those who probably thought he was referencing his knight costume and didn’t realize the double entendre.“So… that wasn’t an answer.”
“Yes, I will marry you,” she said, shaking her head.“As if there was ever really a question.”
Grinning, Mitch popped open the box and slid the ring onto Domi’s finger.
The crowd surged forward, filled with people wanting to congratulate them, and Iris was almost one of them, but Law held her back.Turning to look at him, questions filling her eyes, she tilted her head, trying to figure out what was going on.His mouth was dry, but…
Well, proposals were romantic moments, right?
And he needed to say it back.
He pulled Iris toward him, his hands on her hips.A little smile curved her lips as she went willingly, curiously.
Law cleared his throat.
“In the light of grand declarations and making fools of ourselves… I want you to know that I love you, too.”
Happiness flashed across her face, her smile brighter than the sun.
“I know,” she smugly.“I just didn’t know if you knew.”
Growling under his breath, Law pulled her in for a kiss.They didn’t need a bridge or even a grand declaration.They just needed each other.
She was everything he wanted for his future, and he would never let her go.
Law and disorder.A perfect match.
Dun-dun.
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