Chapter 7
Laurel stayed quiet on the drive back to the farm, her brain too full to flirt. For the first time in maybe ever, she actually felt like there might be a way out of the cage she’d backed her way into. Ivy was right. There were more options with a law degree than the ones she’d been chasing. She’d just never explored them because they weren’t part of The Plan, and The Plan had been writ in stone practically since time immemorial.
As Sebastian parked his truck by the barn, he braced an arm on the steering wheel and turned toward her. “You okay?”
“I’m just thinking about what Ivy said.”
“Ivy said a lot of things tonight.”
His dry tone had Laurel huffing a laugh. “Yeah, she did. I like her. She was stunningly correct in her profile of me. It’s so hard for me to even conceive of
