Laces and Lace
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That. Was. Insane.
And he acted like it was normal! Like it wasn’t a massively huge deal when it was. He said it would be more if he hadn’t bought a new truck and bought his parents a new home and then cars for them and his sister. That honestly stunned her. His generosity was beautiful, but still, she was completely and utterly speechless. She hadn’t seen that much money before, and now, she had it. Well, it was Karson’s, but he kept insisting that what was his was hers, which was completely insane. Most women would shit themselves and run to the nearest Jimmy Choo, but not Lacey. She had not even an inkling to spend it, but she had it and it scared her.
Holy. Shit. She was a millionaire.
“I don’t know about this,” she said, looking over her laptop at Karson. He was sitting on the couch with JT beside him, playing a game on the PlayStation 4. Surprisingly enough, JT wasn’t that bad once you got past the beard, the anger, and the masturbation. He was actually really nice and funny. He didn’t apologize for his little adventure on the couch, but he did say he didn’t mean to disrespect her, and she took that as an apology. Karson had said that JT didn’t do well with new people and he wasn’t lying, but it was obvious that he cared about his friend enough to be nice to Lacey. She liked that and couldn’t help but like him.
“You idiot! Don’t shoot me. Shoot the bad guys!” Karson yelled, knocking his shoulders into JT. “What baby? Sorry,” he said, looking over her.
“You paused it!” JT complained.
“My wife is talking. Shut the hell up for a moment,” he shouted before looking back at Lacey. “Now, what, babe?”
JT grumbled something and Lacey smiled. “I said are you sure about this?”
“About what?”
“Paying all this,” she said, not wanting to tell JT what she was doing.
“Yeah, I don’t like debt,” he said for the umpteenth time that day.
“He doesn’t,” JT added. “Like at all, and he tries to make me get rid of mine. He’s weird.”
Karson nodded and then returned to his game. Lacey looked back down at her computer, staring at her credit card balance before clicking over to her loan with her bank and then her car loan and bit her lip. This was insane.
“I don’t know,” she said, her voice heavy with emotion. “This is crazy to me. It’s a lot of money, Karson.”
Pausing the game, he looked over at her as JT yelled, “Karson! Fuck! I was about to ruin that dude!”
“One second!” he yelled back before looking Lacey in the eye. “When I married you, I knew that it was for better or worse, sickness and health, richer or poorer. I wouldn’t have done that unless I loved you with all my heart. I trust you with everything inside me, and I want to have a good life, debt free, with you. Now, pay the shit off before I steal your computer and do it for you.”
“Damn,” JT drew out. “He told you.”
“Shut up, JT,” she said, glaring, but then met Karson’s gaze and her heart clenched in her chest. “Always so bossy.”
He smiled. “You just wait until we get in the bedroom later,” he said with a wink, making her body burn with lust.
“Don’t distract me with sex.”
“Mind-blowing sex, you mean,” he corrected and she laughed.
“You’re hopeless.”
“And you love me.”
“I do,” she agreed.
“For fuck’s sake, can we play or do I really have to sit through the Newlywed Show? Everyone knows you two are gaga for each other. Let’s play,” JT groaned. “Jesus.”
Karson smiled. “Pay it, Lacey, and if you want, deposit your savings into the business account and shut down your personal one since you have mine.”
“I gotta call the bank to do all that,” she said, holding her breath. This was all such a headache. She was nervous but at the same time so excited to be debt free. Everything was so unbelievable and she’d honestly never thought this would happen. While she was afloat with her business, she always thought she would be in debt. But now she was about to be twenty-eight with no debt at all, and it was all because of Karson. He had completely changed her life, and she really didn’t know how to repay him. How do you say thank you to the person who not only loves you but also gives you the world? It was insane.
“Okay, well, pay that shit and then we will go to dinner,” he said, returning to his game. “And I swear if you say anything else about it, I’ll steal that computer.”
She laughed even though she knew he was completely serious. Taking in a deep breath, ignoring all the thoughts that told her it was insane, she did what her husband said and paid off all her debt. When she was done, she went back to his account to make sure everything had gone through. Two of the payments had, but she knew the car payment would take a minute. They were always so damn slow. She was about to shut it down when a payment on the list caught her eye.
There was a ten thousand dollar payment to The Lacey’s Lace Foundation.
Her foundation.
Her head cocked to the side.
What the hell.
Clicking a new window, she went to the banking site for the foundation and logged in. Going to the donation page, she found that there had been a donation of ten thousand dollars every month from an unknown donor since the foundation had been open. Clicking back on Karson’s bank, she searched for transactions to the foundation and they matched the dates of payments from the unknown donor.
And he acted like it was normal! Like it wasn’t a massively huge deal when it was. He said it would be more if he hadn’t bought a new truck and bought his parents a new home and then cars for them and his sister. That honestly stunned her. His generosity was beautiful, but still, she was completely and utterly speechless. She hadn’t seen that much money before, and now, she had it. Well, it was Karson’s, but he kept insisting that what was his was hers, which was completely insane. Most women would shit themselves and run to the nearest Jimmy Choo, but not Lacey. She had not even an inkling to spend it, but she had it and it scared her.
Holy. Shit. She was a millionaire.
“I don’t know about this,” she said, looking over her laptop at Karson. He was sitting on the couch with JT beside him, playing a game on the PlayStation 4. Surprisingly enough, JT wasn’t that bad once you got past the beard, the anger, and the masturbation. He was actually really nice and funny. He didn’t apologize for his little adventure on the couch, but he did say he didn’t mean to disrespect her, and she took that as an apology. Karson had said that JT didn’t do well with new people and he wasn’t lying, but it was obvious that he cared about his friend enough to be nice to Lacey. She liked that and couldn’t help but like him.
“You idiot! Don’t shoot me. Shoot the bad guys!” Karson yelled, knocking his shoulders into JT. “What baby? Sorry,” he said, looking over her.
“You paused it!” JT complained.
“My wife is talking. Shut the hell up for a moment,” he shouted before looking back at Lacey. “Now, what, babe?”
JT grumbled something and Lacey smiled. “I said are you sure about this?”
“About what?”
“Paying all this,” she said, not wanting to tell JT what she was doing.
“Yeah, I don’t like debt,” he said for the umpteenth time that day.
“He doesn’t,” JT added. “Like at all, and he tries to make me get rid of mine. He’s weird.”
Karson nodded and then returned to his game. Lacey looked back down at her computer, staring at her credit card balance before clicking over to her loan with her bank and then her car loan and bit her lip. This was insane.
“I don’t know,” she said, her voice heavy with emotion. “This is crazy to me. It’s a lot of money, Karson.”
Pausing the game, he looked over at her as JT yelled, “Karson! Fuck! I was about to ruin that dude!”
“One second!” he yelled back before looking Lacey in the eye. “When I married you, I knew that it was for better or worse, sickness and health, richer or poorer. I wouldn’t have done that unless I loved you with all my heart. I trust you with everything inside me, and I want to have a good life, debt free, with you. Now, pay the shit off before I steal your computer and do it for you.”
“Damn,” JT drew out. “He told you.”
“Shut up, JT,” she said, glaring, but then met Karson’s gaze and her heart clenched in her chest. “Always so bossy.”
He smiled. “You just wait until we get in the bedroom later,” he said with a wink, making her body burn with lust.
“Don’t distract me with sex.”
“Mind-blowing sex, you mean,” he corrected and she laughed.
“You’re hopeless.”
“And you love me.”
“I do,” she agreed.
“For fuck’s sake, can we play or do I really have to sit through the Newlywed Show? Everyone knows you two are gaga for each other. Let’s play,” JT groaned. “Jesus.”
Karson smiled. “Pay it, Lacey, and if you want, deposit your savings into the business account and shut down your personal one since you have mine.”
“I gotta call the bank to do all that,” she said, holding her breath. This was all such a headache. She was nervous but at the same time so excited to be debt free. Everything was so unbelievable and she’d honestly never thought this would happen. While she was afloat with her business, she always thought she would be in debt. But now she was about to be twenty-eight with no debt at all, and it was all because of Karson. He had completely changed her life, and she really didn’t know how to repay him. How do you say thank you to the person who not only loves you but also gives you the world? It was insane.
“Okay, well, pay that shit and then we will go to dinner,” he said, returning to his game. “And I swear if you say anything else about it, I’ll steal that computer.”
She laughed even though she knew he was completely serious. Taking in a deep breath, ignoring all the thoughts that told her it was insane, she did what her husband said and paid off all her debt. When she was done, she went back to his account to make sure everything had gone through. Two of the payments had, but she knew the car payment would take a minute. They were always so damn slow. She was about to shut it down when a payment on the list caught her eye.
There was a ten thousand dollar payment to The Lacey’s Lace Foundation.
Her foundation.
Her head cocked to the side.
What the hell.
Clicking a new window, she went to the banking site for the foundation and logged in. Going to the donation page, she found that there had been a donation of ten thousand dollars every month from an unknown donor since the foundation had been open. Clicking back on Karson’s bank, she searched for transactions to the foundation and they matched the dates of payments from the unknown donor.
