Page 78 of Seizing Mack
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Mack gasped as Nick kneeled down beside her and took her hand in his. “Heather MacKenzie, will you marry me?”
“Short and to the point. I like that,” Mack’s father said, making everyone chuckle.
Mack looked into Nick’s eyes, seeing her future. A future of love, of life, and of laughter. There was only one answer.
“Yes.”
Nick smiled and whistled softly. Kato came padding up and dropped a small box into Nick’s hand. “My wingman,” Nick said.
Nick took out the ring, a simple, stunning solitaire, and slid it on to Mack’s finger to the applause of their friends and families. Mack cupped his face and kissed him solidly. “You sure about this?” She whispered softly.
“Baby, I’ve never been surer of anything in my life.”
