He had his tablet with him and scrolled through the images. Suzanne was as magical with design as Isabel was with food.

She’d taken their two houses, united the gardens and built a glass walkway between the two. In the images the walkway was transparent but in actuality it would be made of one-way glass so that the long corridor got all the sunshine but nothing would be visible from the outside.

And it united their two houses into one, making for one big house with a huge garden that would be a great family home.

Isabel watched the carousel of images silently and Joe quietly began sweating. The corridor Suzanne had planned was full of hothouse plants and benches, with a living-room-like arrangement at one end, so light-filled it would be like taking coffee in a garden, even in winter.

Suzanne had called it an orangery, only he didn’t see any orange trees.

It was gorgeous, guaranteed to delight a chick. No? Isabel didn’t look delighted, she didn’t look anything.

Fuck.

Had Joe miscalculated? Presumed way too much? Was this a bad move? Shit, he thought he was being really clever, presenting united houses before proposing to unite their lives.

Maybe she didn’t want to unite their houses or their lives. Maybe she was just fine with the way things were. Maybe...maybe she was planning on moving on. Moving away from Portland.

God.

He watched her face carefully for some sign of what she was feeling, but couldn’t discern anything.

Finally the carousel of beautiful images stopped and Isabel looked up at him.

“Joe Harris!” Her voice rang out loud and clear. Everyone stopped talking and looked at them. Even the servers stopped and looked at them.

Oh fuck.

“Yes, honey?” He tried to smile.

Isabel tapped the glassy surface of the tablet. “Is this by any chance a proposal of marriage?”

Yes it was, but it was a subtle one. It was supposed to lead to a marriage proposal. Eventually. She’d seen right through it and he had no way to back down now. If she was going to refuse him it was going to be in front of everyone.

“Uh, yeah,” he croaked.

She looked severe. Disapproving. The ASI crew and Suzanne’s people watched, fascinated. Metal and Jacko were smiling sardonically.

Joe had made the mistake of putting on a dress shirt and a tie. He hated dress shirts and ties. Especially ties. They made him feel like a noose was around his neck. He loved it that ASI didn’t have a dress code. He ran a finger around his shirt collar to loosen it up a little so he could pull in some air.

Isabel frowned. “This is the most half-assed marriage proposal I have ever heard of. Do it right.”

Joe’s eyes widened. Do it right.

Okay.

Joe stood, using the table for balance. But there was no frigging way he could get down on his knee, not with that injured leg. He threw desperate glances at Jacko and Metal and they manned up. Both came around and each took an arm. They were holding almost his entire weight. That was okay. He wasn’t up to his full weight yet and even when he was, Jacko could bench-press him.

They lowered him to the floor so he could kneel on his good leg.

Ring.Jesus fucking Christ.Ring. Not in his wildest imagination had he thought he’d need a ring so soon.

The table had been set with pretty crystal napkin rings. He snatched his up and held it out to her on his sweaty palm. She picked it up, looked at it carefully, then put it on her left-hand ring finger. It was so large she couldn’t close her hand but she still held her hand out as if admiring an ordinary ring.

Isabel looked down at him and finally, finally smiled. “It’ll do. For now. Then you get me a proper one.”

Joe was breathing hard. “Is that a yes?”

She signaled Metal and Jacko and they hauled him back up.

“That is a definite yes,” she said and kissed him.

The whoops shook the rafters.

* * * * *

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Coming in September 2015 from Lisa Marie Rice and Carina Press

MIDNIGHT FIRE

Jack Delvaux is alive.

Summer Redding thought the blindingly handsome jock who’d loved and left her years ago died in the Washington Massacre. She grieved for her lost golden boy as the rest of the country mourned their dead—until she comes home to find a very alive Jack Delvaux waiting for her with a devastating secret that turns her life upside down.

No longer the carefree man he was in his youth, this Jack is dark, hard and dangerous; a 15-year veteran of the CIA hungry for answers...and hungry for her. The rich, good-looking charmer who broke her heart once before would have been easy to resist, but this man, this powerful man? Summer needs him, and he knows it.

When Jack’s mission uncovers evidence of government involvement in the Massacre—and plans for another attack—he’s primed for revenge. But he has more than vengeance to live for now, and when Summer’s life is threatened, it’s nearly Jack’s undoing. Someone’s taking shots at his woman? That’s a dead man walking.

When there’s danger lurking, count on these men to save the day.

The Midnight Series by Lisa Marie Rice

MIDNIGHT VENGEANCE

“A long-awaited return to Lisa Marie Rice’s beloved Midnight series.”

—Fresh Fiction

Morton “Jacko” Jackman isn’t afraid of anything. He’s a former Navy SEAL sniper, and he’s been in more firefights than most people have had hot meals. Lauren Dare scares him. Gorgeous, talented and refined, she’s the type of woman who could never be interested in a guy like him. So he’s loved her fiercely in secret. Until now.

MIDNIGHT PROMISES

“I’d highly recommend MIDNIGHT PROMISES to any romantic suspense reader. You won’t be able to put it down.”

—Harlequin Junkie blog, Top Pick

Felicity Ward is no stranger to secrets. Raised in the Witness Protection Program, her whole childhood was a lie. But she couldn’t have known that her family’s secrets—secrets she didn’t even know she was keeping—could spark a nuclear war. And nothing could have prepared her for the tough, sexy warrior who first saves her life and then vows to protect it, no matter what.

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