That Liar!

Lacy was over the moon when her father told her that Aaron had broken things off with his Bostonian fiancée. The part about him telling his father he didn't want a business marriage didn't even register in her mind.

She was too busy daydreaming about what it would be like being Mrs. Hale. The parties, the jewelry, the status of being the top socialite married to the top businessman in high society. Everything she had been dreaming of since she was thirteen years old was about to come to fruition.

Around the time she knew Aaron would be getting home, she staked out the parking garage in his building. The doorman couldn't find her down there to toss her out! He drove a black Mercedes with a custom license plate; he would be easy to find.

After about twenty minutes of waiting around, she got her chance. He had just pulled into a parking space and was carrying a bouquet of baby pink roses.