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Page 26 of Hooked on Lane (Hooked #1)

Jennifer

S even months later…

Laura and I got our nails done before Lane and I went out to dinner. We were both in need of a little pampering.

“Do you have something you need to tell me? I’m getting jealous of how happy you are right now.”

She laughed. “No, we will talk about it tomorrow. Let’s focus on your hot date tonight.”

Lane and I had taken things to the next level.

Laura didn’t like that I moved out, but it was our next step and honestly things couldn’t be greater between us.

Once the firm got over themselves and Lane told them that if it came down to it, he would go to another firm so I could keep my job, they gave us their blessing but made us sign some paperwork so they weren’t liable for any sexual harassment lawsuits down the line.

They didn’t understand that what Lane and I had was special.

It only came across once in a lifetime, and we weren’t giving that up over something as idiotic as a job.

Work had been so crazy busy and his year at the company was almost up.

Tonight, we would need to talk about what his plans were for the future.

Did he plan on signing another contract with them?

His mother wasn’t doing so well, and as close as they were, I wouldn’t be surprised if he opted to move back to Amesbury, and I wouldn’t hesitate to go with him.

Sometimes sacrifices were necessary to get the result you wanted out of life and now that I had a man like Lane in mine, something as simple as moving would not stop me.

“All done,” the lady said, and my phone buzzed against the desk.

Lane: I’m outside. No rush.

A smile tugged at the corners of my mouth and Laura was still getting hers worked on. “He’s here. You gonna be okay?”

“Girl, it’s not my first rodeo. Get out of here and go have fun with your man.”

I paid the receptionist and walked outside, slipping into his car and giving him a quick kiss. “So where are we going?”

“Well, seeing as how it’s the one-year anniversary of when we met… somewhere special.”

He took off down the street until we arrived at LA VI, a fancy Italian restaurant. My heart fluttered as he pulled into the side parking lot. How did I get so lucky? As we were seated, candles were lit.

Lane took my hands in his and looked into my eyes. “Laura, I can't believe it's been a year since I laid eyes on you. I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

No way! He is not!

Tears burned my eyes, but I tried my hardest to keep them at bay. The man of my dreams was kneeling in front of me, my hand in his, and he was going to ask. I never thought this day would come. Finding your person was hard work, but now that I had him, I would never let go.

Lane reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box. “Will you marry me?”

I nodded, unable to speak through my tears as he slipped the beautiful ring onto my finger. The restaurant erupted in applause. All I could do was look into his eyes and then at the ring. “Who knew that you coming to the city would change both of our lives?”