Will You Marry Me?
The room went silent.
Manuel’s eyes widened in shock, and he let out a dramatic gasp. “You got married? Oh my God!” He quickly turned to me, a mix of amusement and apology on his face. “I’m so sorry, Mrs. Anya Steele. Married women are definitely off-limits to me. I had no idea!”
I didn’t know whether to laugh, cry, or run. His energy was overwhelming, and I could barely keep up with his words.
Manuel wasn’t done. “C’mon, Hunter! If you got married, you should’ve said so earlier. What’s with the secrets, brother?”
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