Mr White Proposes (BWWM Interracial Romance) Read Online Free

wanted her in his life. There was just something special about her that he couldn’t place his finger on. He had been happy with other people before but what he felt with Natasha was more than just happiness. It was security. The feeling that you would only get with that one special person.
    Mitchell was still deep in thought when Natasha came in. He turned towards the door and smiled at Natasha who was awestruck at the romantic mood Mitchell had managed to set.
    “ You did all this?” she asked looking around as she smiled. Mitchell nodded as he slowly walked towards her. His hands went down to her waist as he looked into her brown eyes. He slowly brought his head down to meet her soft lips in a long, deep kiss. His kiss was so deep that he could literally feel her almost collapsing in his arms.
    “ Wow, I should really get out more,” she said in a whisper when he finally pulled off. “If that’s the reception I will be getting on a daily basis then I can’t wait to go out again,” she said as she ran her fingers through his thick hair.
    “ That and much more,” he said taking her purse from her. “So, dinner first,” he said as he put her purse on the table next to the door.
    “ You are seemingly too eager,” she said as he led him to the dining room.
    “ Well, I hate reheating food,” he said pulling a seat put for her.
    “ Okay,” she said as he poured her a glass of champagne. “So, what’s for dinner?” she asked with a smile.
    “ Braised lamb shanks,” he replied proudly. She smiled and rested her elbows on the table.
    “ When did you have the time?” she asked as he busied himself with serving. He looked at her and smiled as he set a plate on the table in front of her. “Looks delicious,” she said as she breathed in the sweet aroma of the food. “Oh my God, you didn’t….” she said as he walked towards her with a plate of baked potatoes. She smiled as she looked at him carrying the plate of perfectly done potatoes. Baked potatoes were her favorite, right up there with fried chicken and mashed potatoes.
    “ Yes I did,” he said as he took a seat across her. “Here’s to us,” he said raising his glass. She smiled and picked up her own glass.
    “ Here, here,” she said as the glasses met in a soft clink. “So, are you going to tell me why you did all this? What’s the occasion?” she asked as she took a bite of her lamb shank.
    “ Can’t I just spoil you for funsies?” he asked looking at her. Natasha smiled and took another bite.
    “ I can’t wait to see what you have planned for my birthday,” she said helping herself to some potatoes.
    “ How was your day at the spa?” he asked as he took a sip of his wine.
    “ We didn’t get any massages done,” she said in between bites. “Just a manicure and pedicure,” she added. Mitchell smiled at her before he finally laughed.
    “ And that’ a big deal?” he asked looking at her.
    “ Yes,” she said her eyes widening. “My back is literally in knots,” she added matter-of-factly.
    “ Oh I can take care of that later,” Mitchell said with a wink. Natasha smiled at him.
    “ I know you can and I honestly can’t wait,” she said in a sexy voice.
    “ Yeah, dessert first,” he said as he took another bite. Natasha dramatically slammed her fists on the table and looked at him. “What?” he asked. “You think I was going to make a three course dinner without the final kick?” he said with a smile.
    As Natasha looked into his eyes at that moment, she could hear Rita’s words echoing in her ear. Mitchell was more than perfect. “Oh shit…Rita’s art,” she thought.
    “ By the way I need to talk to you about something,” she said as she put her fork down.
    “ Anything,” he said suddenly sensing the serious mood that had befallen the room.
    “ Well, you know Rita does art right?” she started. “Well, the gallery is not doing so well. She is low on sales…” “…what about that guy Gomer?” he said