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His mom choked as she took a sip of her drink and began coughing. Jacob slapped her on the back, teasing her.
“She’s the family drunk, Bella.”
“Jacob Dufort. Mind”—cough—“your manners,” Samantha said, coughing more.
“You know Logan and Jacob,” Blake said.
“Thank you for having me. Can I do anything?” Bella asked his mom.
Blake wanted to kiss her.
Samantha loved people helping her in the kitchen. She called their family lazy, saying they were too used to being served.
She wasn’t wrong.
So on the odd occasion when his mom cooked, and they all lounged around not lifting a finger, she was loud about it.
Which when Samantha simply waved Bella off, refilled her glass, and said, “No, it’s all done. Blake, get your guest a drink,” he began to feel a little mad.
His guest?
She wasn’t a business associate. Well, okay, fine, technically she was. But his mother didn’t know that. Something was off with her, and Blake wasn’t going to let her make Bella feel uncomfortable.
He shot Jacob a look, and his brother shrugged with afucked if I know what’s going on.
Blake glanced around at his family and made a snap decision. Running his hand down Bella’s back, he left her talking to Emma and Logan, then walked over to the bar and poured her a glass of wine and himself a Macallan.
Then he made his way over to his mother. “Everything okay?”
“Yes. Why?” Samantha asked.
“That was a little rude,” Blake said, watching her drink vanish. “Are you drunk?”
“I just had a bad day. Sorry. And no, I’m not drunk, just...relaxed,” she replied.
Getting drunk then.
Jesus. He was about to tell his mom he was marrying a woman she had never met while she was half drunk. But he had committed to this and...
He heard Emma gasp.
Every man knew that gasp.
Shit.
Blake returned to Bella’s side as a whole lot of faces stared back at him in question. Bella shot him an apologetic look, but they’d both not thought to take the enormous ring off her hand before telling anyone.
“Oh my God!” Emma squealed as she clasped her hands in front of her chest. “Is it? Is it?”
“What?” his mom asked, pulling a tray of vegetables out of the oven.
“Let me get that,” Jacob said, rushing over to his mom as he shot Blake a look that saidwhat in the loving fuck have you done?
When the hot tray was out of her hands, Blake stepped behind Bella and faced his family.
“I’ve asked Bella to marry me. She said yes, so surprise, we’re getting married,” he announced and as he smiled down at the woman wearing his ring, an unexpected warmth and happiness ran through him.
Bella leaned into his side and smiled.
