Page 235 of Torrid Passion
“Mais que c’est génial comme idées de célébration pour des fiançailles!”
“Ah, il y va fort!”
“C’est beau l’amour.”
“Elle est chanceuse. T’as vu ce qu’il a fait son mec?”
“Que c’est romantique.”
“L’amour, toujours l’amour.”
My French is lamentable. I don’t understand much of what the crowd says until someone sums it up.
“Love… it’s a beautiful thing,” a woman says in a British accent.
“Kyla, I never thought I could love so deeply… until you came along. Every day, I seem to fall in love with you a little more—”
“It’s the same for me.”
“There’s no end to the love I have for you, gorgeous.”
“I love you so, so much, Loki.”
“It’s been an incredible ride for the past three years, but it’s just the beginning for us. I want to be on this amazing ride with you for the rest of my life.”
“You’re crazy, Loki.”
“I know. I’m crazy about you.”
She’s crying so hard now.
“Kyla Annabella O’Keeffe Gianniello will you marry me?”
She does this little nervous-slash-happy dance.
“Oui, oui, oui!”the crowd cheers.
Kyla looks around, a huge grin stretching her lips.“J’accepte?”she asks the crowd.
“Oui!”The crowd screams.
People are hooting and hollering, hands waving above their heads.
This is insane.
“What just happened there?” I ask.
“I asked them if I should accept.”
“A proposal acceptance by consult?” I chuckle. “What did they say?”
“They told me to say yes.”
“Wise advice. So what will it be, my sexy little dumpling?”
“YES!” she shouts. “I want to marry you, Loki. I want to love you forever.”
“You hold my heart, gorgeous. You have for a really long time. I can’t imagine life without you.”
