Paige’s POV
By Monday morning, Mia had already decided that my engagement needed to become the biggest event Lawson Customs had ever seen.
I knew something was wrong when I walked into the office and found her standing behind the counter with a suspicious grin.
“What are you planning?” I asked.
“Nothing dangerous.” Mia replied, although her expression suggested otherwise.
“That answer doesn’t make me feel better.” I said as Mia laughed as she picked up a folder.
“You’re engaged, Paige, and you have barely celebrated because you keep finding another reason to work.” Mia said.
“I have customers coming in today.” I said.
“You have employees.” She said.
“I’m the owner.” I said.
“You’re also a woman who deserves to enjoy getting engaged.” She said.
“I am enjoying it.” I said.
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