Carolyn Arnold - McKinley 01 - The Day Job is Murder by Carolyn Arnold Read Free Book Online Page B

and my eyes, my soul, my heart only wants her, and that’s you.”
    A stray tear rolled down her cheek and he brushed it away with a soft caress of his fingertip. He traced out from her cheek and up to her brow, then, as she closed her eyes, he took her mouth.
    She surrendered and they melted as one and it was hard to tell where one of them ended and the other began. They fit perfectly, as if meant to be. The search was over, his dream was about to become reality. It took everything to pull back from her embrace, her taste lingered on his lips as he bent to one knee.
    The spongy, wet ground soaked through his pant leg and chilled his skin. He didn’t care.
    He opened the small silver box, exposing the white-gold band that held a sparkling five-carat oval-cut diamond.
    “Sara Cain, will you marry me?”
    Her chin quivered and her hand snapped to cover her mouth. She dropped it an instant later. “But we’ve only had one date, and that was two years ago.”
    He remained there, vulnerable, his heart fracturing in his chest. “That’s all it took, Sara. I knew then. I know now. We’re meant to be together. You know it too.”
    Her eyes connected with his. “What about our jobs?”
    “What about them? We don’t have to work another day in our life if we don’t want to.”
    “You would quit for me?”
    “I would do anything for you.” He reached for her hand and squeezed it. His other continued to hold the box extended.
    Her eyes went from him to the ring, back to him.
    “Yes, Sean, I will marry you.” Tears streamed down her cheeks, and he was certain he had some fall as well.
    He slid the ring on her finger.
    “Perfect fit,” they said in unison and then smiled.
    “The ring is beautiful.” A new batch of tears fell.
    He reached into his pocket, pulled out a handkerchief, and dabbed her eyes.
    “Darling, what are we going to do with all our free time?” she asked.
    He smiled and bobbed his brows. “I’m sure we could figure out something.”
    She batted a hand and laughed. “Sean.”
    “Oh, you mean when we’re not making love?”
    She nodded, a mischievous grin piercing her lips. “We might get bored of spending money.”
    He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. “Bored of spending money? Is that even possible? By the way, Happy Birthday.”
    “My best ever.” She burrowed her head into his chest before straightening and seeking out his mouth. Her warmth flowed through him, encasing him in her love.
    In that moment, he knew everything had changed. The day job had been murder, but it had brought him Sara.

 
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