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“We’ll see you then” He hangs up
The sudden silence inMy stomach rolls Who did we lose this ti my phone back into o, so happened and I need to be with my family”
“Of course you do,” he growls
“Hey, I didn’t plan this!” I snap, furious
“I know, I know Just…just think about it,” he says He holds his hands together as if he’s praying
“I don’t think I should We’re not right for one another, Jamie”
“We could be if you’d allow it,” he says His words have bite to them
I cringe The outburst isn’t like him He’s pissed
He takes a deep breath “Do h it out, Bluebell We get along We have a good time, and I knoe’d make excellent parents I could provide for any children we’d have and you if you wanted to stay at home”
The bastard went for the jugular I’ve always loved kids I grew up taking care of them It’s second-nature, and the e What if he’s ive that up? There’d be no runs to keep Ja chasers to worry about, and no raids by the cops on our home Doubt makes me hesitate Do I need passion to be happy? “I—”
“No, go take care of your family When you have an answer you’re one-hundred percent sure of, come back to me” He pauses and pulls out a black velvet box “I want you to wear this”
“I-I don’t deserve this, Ja him to stop
“You do, and that’s what kills me You can’t see it” He shakes his head and pops open the case Nestled on a bed of silk is a princess cut dia hand, and slides the ring home He kisses my cheek sweetly and places a hand on the small of my back “Go I’ll see you out”
I walk to the door feeling like I’ cement shoes No matter how hard I try to pave ht in the s of Chaos They’ve shaped me more than I want to ad what the hell lies in front of led rown dependent on Jas than I should He’sbut ordinary My peace in the midst of a storm Maybe that’s love I’ve never seen a healthy exan? Time is the ultimate decider One way or another, I’ll uncover as and flirt with the speed limit as I travel across town
I pull up in front of a two-story stucco house with a ine the home of someone in a , and flowerbeds, it screams upper middle class I throw h, and I’ from Jamie’s bombshell My hands shake as I unlock the door and step inside “Hello?”