Debbie.
The lobby was dead quiet as Black stayed there on one knee. I felt like the world had stopped moving. Everyone was watching us—the staff, the other guests, and most importantly, his brothers. I looked at River and Rain. My heart was thumping against my ribs. They both looked back at me, their faces hard and unreadable.
Slowly, they both gave me a small, almost unnoticeable shrug. It was a "go ahead" look, but I could see the pain in River’s eyes and the tension in Rain’s jaw. They were stepping back to let me make a choice.
"Yes," I whispered, my voice sounding small in the big room.
Black stood up, his face breaking into a soft, relieved smile. He took my hand and led me away. We didn't go to the main restaurant. He had prepared something private, a secluded spot near the edge
