by Cait Jarrod
“A hundred thousand dollars, I don’t know what to say.”
“Thank you,” he teased.
A smile lifted the corners of her mouth. “Thank you.”
He held up a finger. “One more thing.”
He handed her another envelope.
“Is it as good as envelope number one?” she giggled.
“I think so.”
She pulled a thick piece of paper out. “It’s a deed for a building on
Princess Anne Street
.”
“Read whose name is on the deed.”
“Old Town Detective Agency.” Pamela looked at Jake. “Who’s OldTown?”
Jake smiled.
Pamela’s eyes widened. “You’re OldTown?”
“Yes.”
“So you’re not traveling overseas anymore?” Her heart pounded against her chest.
“Only if you’re with me.” He grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms. “You have one more thing to open.”
Pamela followed his gaze to a redwood box on the bar. Where had that come from? She lifted the box and gently opened the lid. A purple velvet box nestled inside a soft pillow. Her eyes flicked on his.
He removed the velvet box.
Pamela gasped as he revealed the contents, tears spilling from her eyes.
“Accepting a freelance position with my old boss to surveil his friend’s daughter is the best decision I ever made. That’s the day I found my soul mate, the day I found my future.” Jake took the ring out of the box and knelt on one knee in front of her.
Pamela’s lips quivered.
He looked up at her. “The moment your body collided with mine, I knew.”
She summoned a small smile and caressed his jaw.
Jake raised her left hand, kissed her palm, then held her hand. His gaze bored into hers. “I love you, Pamela Ann Young. Will you marry me?”
Her heart kicked up, her insides melted, and her pulse skittered beneath her skin.
“Oh Jake, I’ve already said yes once.”
He cocked an eyebrow.
“Yes, Jake Tyler Gibson, I’ll marry you.”
He stood and pushed the emerald-cut diamond ring on her finger then pulled her to him as his mouth closed over hers.
Pamela’s hands sailed over his body, squeezing him, feeling him, and making sure he was real, and not a dream she conjured up. “I love you, Jake. I love you.”
They heard a sudden thunder clap behind them followed with laughter. Jake and Pamela, still holding each other, twisted their heads. The Band of Friends along with Donald and Marge smiled at them, yelling, “Congratulations!”
She turned to her future husband. “You planned this?”
“I did.” He squeezed her tighter. “I love you, Pamela.” She heard him whisper as his lips found hers.
The End
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