Free Vega Brothers: Hannibal: BBW Paranormal Romance Pretend Engagement (The Bear Shifters of Vega Ranch Book 4) by Kim Fox Page B

were doing me a favor,” he said, grabbing the large steel door handles of the barn. “A very costly favor.”
    The doors groaned as he pulled them open. Mikki gasped when she saw inside. There were candles everywhere lighting up the inside of the large barn. A table for two was set up in the middle of the hay covered floor with wine glasses, china plates, and fancy cutlery on top of the white tablecloth.
    “You organized all of this?” she asked, looking around in wonder. There must have been over three hundred candles lit up. “This is a huge fire hazard,” she said with a laugh.
    “I have this,” he said, walking to the table and pulling out a fire extinguisher from beside his chair.
    “Good,” she said with a laugh. “Because I just had my streaks done and I don’t want to burn them off my head.”
    “Come sit,” he said, pulling out her chair.
    “Thank you, sir,” she said, sitting down. There was a large metal cover on her plate like you’d see in a fancy hotel. “It smells so good,” she said, taking a deep breath.
    Hannibal smiled as he lifted the cover up. “My famous stuffed Cornish hens. I prepared them this morning for you.”
    “So that’s where you were,” she said, looking up at him with a smile. She had woken up to an empty bed. “You are full of surprises.”
    Mikki felt so weightless that she was afraid she was going to float up off the chair. She held onto the armrests just in case as Hannibal opened the nice bottle of red wine and poured her a glass. He filled his own and sat down across from her.
    “Cheers,” she said, lifting up her glass. He clinked glasses with her and they gazed into each other’s eyes as they each took a sip. “God, that’s good.”
    They chatted and shared some laughs as they ate the amazing meal. Every bite was like an orgasm in Mikki’s mouth. She was moaning and groaning as she chewed, making more noises than she did during sex.
    “You’re turning me on over here,” Hannibal joked as she chewed.
    “You’re cooking ability is the biggest turn on that I’ve ever come across,” she said.
    “Wait until dessert,” he said.
    She smirked at him. “ You’re going to be my dessert.”
    They finished up and continued drinking the wine, talking and just enjoying each other’s company.
    Mikki was in love. She knew it absolutely now. She couldn’t get Hannibal off of her mind and it physically hurt to be apart.
    She reached across the table and placed her hand on his. “This was a wonderful surprise. Thank you.”
    “This isn’t the best part,” he said, sounding like he had a touch of nerves in his normally confident voice.
    “Oh, really?” she answered with a smirk. “Because I don’t think you can beat that meal.”
    “Let’s find out.” He slipped out of his chair and stepped toward her, dropping to a knee.
    Mikki gasped. “Are you tying your shoe?” she asked, feeling her hands start to tingle.
    Hannibal pulled out a tiny white box and opened it in front of her. “That’s no cubic zirconia,” she said as she stared at the huge diamond. It was the ring from the store. The big one with the even bigger price tag. It looked spectacular in the candlelight.
    “I know it’s only been a few weeks,” he said.
    “One week, actually,” she said, feeling heat radiate through her chest.
    “It could be one minute,” he said with his brown eyes sparkling. “But I know. I know that you’re the one for me. It took my bear to point it out to me but you’re the one. I know it in my heart and in my soul. We’re meant to be together.” He swallowed hard. “Will you marry me?”
    “Do I still get my check if I say yes?” she asked with a sly grin.
    He burst out laughing. “I’ll give you all of the checks in the world if you say yes, Mikki. Please say yes.”
    She just stared at his beautiful face lit up by the melting candles on the table. She wasn’t thinking about her answer or trying to make him nervous. She knew exactly what she