SEAL’S PROPOSAL came out on Dec 9th. It’s book #5 in the TAKE NO PRISONERS series and it revisits the hero and heroine from Book #2. Remy has decided it’s time to pop the question which brings up the subject of proposals.
I can’t even remember how my husband proposed to me. It was probably, “Hey, we should get married.” Not very exciting or memory-worthy, but we’ve been together for 25 years.
I think women dream of the great proposal where the man takes her on a trip to the beach and proposes with a dramatic sunset as backdrop, or something equally heart-throbbingly romantic.
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Take No Prisoners #5: SEAL‘s Proposal
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He wanted it perfect for her…someone wanted her dead
Remy LaDue, hot Navy SEAL with SEAL Team 10, is on a mission. He’s planned a special vacation to the Colorado Rockies with the express purpose of proposing to the woman he loves on Christmas morning. He knows it a long shot, with both their jobs keeping them away from each other for months out of the year, but he wants her as his forever lover and will risk everything to marry her.
Mitchell Sanders is as dedicated to her work as an FBI Special Agent as Remy is to his calling as a Navy SEAL. Independent, driven and passionate about justice and protecting innocents, she would no sooner give up her job as Remy.
When a criminal she helped to capture and convict escapes on the eve of their departure, Mitchell is torn between sticking around to recapture him and going with Remy, opting to follow her desire this once. Plans change as the mountains become a nightmare and they struggle to put an end to the threats that plague their idyllic vacation and Remy’s plans for his Christmas surprise.
“Hey, I just saw your fiancée on the news. Everything all right?”
Remy’s pulse leapt. “Don’t know. I’ll get back to you.” Dropping his phone on the couch, he dove for the television remote, clicking it on, and setting it on the local news station.
Images of the courthouse appeared on the screen, with gunmen and people scattering in all directions. In the background, he made out Mitchell’s SUV. The image switched to a reporter pressing a microphone into Mitchell’s face, asking her what had happened.
Mitchell’s hair was pulled back into a ponytail and her face was grim. “No comment,” she said, and pushed past the reporter, her body tense.
The news anchor droned on about Rocco Hatch’s escape as Remy absorbed what had just happened. He was reaching for his cell phone when the scrape of a key in the lock caught his attention. Before the lock twisted, Remy was there, yanking open the door.
Mitchell stood in the frame, her face tired, the knees of her suit trousers ripped, and a smudge of dirt across her face. Her lips lifted. “Hey.”
“Oh, baby.” He opened his arms and she fell into them. He eased backward and closed the door behind her, gathering her against his body.
“You’re a sight for sore eyes,” she said, her words muffled against his naked chest.
Her breath was warm on his skin, stirring his blood. “Yeah, and you’re not so bad yourself.”
She snorted and pulled back enough to give him a crooked smile. “I had planned on being home hours ago, having a gourmet dinner cooked, and lying naked on the couch for when you walked through that door.”
His cock twitched at the erotic image. “We can still do all that.” He waved toward the kitchen counter. “I have an Italian gourmet dinner. Your favorite pizza pie with pepperoni, onion, and black olives.” As he spoke, he slid her jacket over her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Then he slipped the buckle of her shoulder holster loose, and eased it too from her shoulders, draping it over the back of a chair.
“Now you’re talking.” Mitchell skimmed her hands over his chest and around to his back, dropping low to capture his ass in her palms, pressing him closer. “Miss me much?”
Already hard, his member nudged her belly, ready to skip right to their reunion sex. With every ounce of control he could muster, he set her away from him. “You should eat. I need my woman to have the energy to last all night long. And tomorrow we’re on our way to Colorado.”
Her hands tightened on his buttocks and pulled him back against her. “I don’t want food. I want you.” Flashing a sexy grin, she leaned up on her toes and pressed her mouth against his.
His control unraveling, Remy’s blood heated and he captured her head in his hands, slipping the ponytail free. God, it felt good to run his fingers through her hair, and to feel her body pressed against his.
The tight buds of her distended nipples scraped his chest through her shirt and bra, and he couldn’t wait to get her out of her clothes.
Sucking in a breath, Mitchell slipped her hands inside the elastic of his shorts and gripped his naked butt. “Aren’t we a bit overdressed?”
About the Author:
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author ELLE JAMES also writing as MYLA JACKSON is a former IT professional and retired Army and Air Force Reservist. She writes romantic suspense, mysteries and paranormal romance that keeps her readers on the edges of their seats to the very end of every book. When she’s not at her computer, she’s traveling to exotic and wonderful places, snow-skiing, boating, or riding her four-wheeler, dreaming up new stories.
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23 yrs ago my husband proposed by saying honey if your not busy October 3rd lets get married. After a few years of wedded bliss I asked him why October 3rd and his answer still has me laughing. It is exactly 1 week after your birthday so I will always remember the dates of both and so far he has remembered both days. 😆
This is my real proposal, and we’ve been married 20 years.
I don’t remember the exact date, but it was somewhere around Christmas. I was sick as a dog and he was taking care of me. We were in a single-wide trailer that I was staying at while I was working my Cooperative Education job, and he had already graduated. I was laying down on the couch wanting to die and he got down on his knees, held up a ring and asked me to marry him. I said yes, and we were married 6 months later. It wasn’t very romantic, but was definitely “special”.
I was the one actually who proposed my hubby LOL He gave me a ring on Xmas Eve a few days later, made me search for it in the Xmas tree, it took about 20 minutes 😀 we married a month later, that was 16 years ago…
We went out to dinner on New Year’s Eve 1979-1980 and we both said something about spending the next 50 years together. When we got to his home, he got down on one knee and proposed. The interesting thing that happened is that his mother wanted us to come upstairs. He said there’s a proposal going on and she did not realize until later that he meant an actual proposal. We married in 1980 and it will be 35 years in 2015.
My husband proposed on Christmas Eve. He hung the ring box from a ribbon and attached it to the belt of a 2-ft high Victorian Santa. It was hidden under the Santa robes. I discovered the box and opened it. Then he asked me to marry him. We will be married 21 years in January. Thanks for the chance to win!!
Love the engagement stories! Thanks for commenting. And thanks to Delilah for inviting me to post a blog. Hugs to all!
Not very romantic, I was sitting on the edge of a desk and my friend dropped paperwork on the floor, I asked “want to do a friend a favour”? We were together for 27 years before I lost her.
36 years ago this past October, my husband picked me up for are normal night out with friends, when he said, there’s something in the glove compartment for you…I open the glove box and find a box which I open and there is a little red convertable with an diamond engagement ring in the front seat. I don’t think he actually said the words, but my answer was yes. 😀 We were married the next year on Veteran’s day. 35 Years & counting. 🙂