“JD wants to make a home with me—a family, a marriage—all the things you never did.”

I clench my fists, the muscles in my forearms bulging. And I can’t decide if it’s better to kiss her or shake the shit out of her. “You and Presley are my family. And I would’ve married you ten years ago. I told you that, right here—in this goddamn spot!”

“Wanting and would have are two different things.”

“You told me to go! ” I yell, pointing at her. “You told me to leave! For us—our future, our family.”

And then there are tears. Rising in her eyes, glistening on her lashes, making them shine like sunlight on the water. “If you love something let it go, if it comes back to you it’s yours.” She shakes her head. “You never came back.”

“Bullshit! I came back every chance I could—”

“Not after Columbia. You changed, then. You started to like it—the work, the women, the city . . .”

“I was killing myself, Jenny! It was law school, for Christ’s sake—work, classes, internships, you have no fuckin’ idea.”

The yellow pad flashes in my head like a neon sign. Fighting isn’t fixing. Talk to her, not at her.

I take a few breaths, calming down. Then I step toward Jenny, catching her eyes.

And I see her—my sweet girl, my best friend. The love of my life. “My head was there, it had to be, but my heart has always been here with you. It never left.”

She sniffs, but still the tears don’t fall. “Didn’t you ever wonder why it was so easy?”

“Lovin’ someone’s supposed to be easy.”

“I don’t mean bein’ together. I mean bein’ apart.” She turns her back on me, staring at the water, watching it run, lapping at the shore. “All that time, all these years . . . bein’ apart was easier than it should’ve been.” She crosses her arms, and a smile seeps into her voice. “After JD gets off work, he comes to the house and he runs up the path—because he can’t wait a second longer to see me. He burns for me. Can’t bear the thought of bein’ away, leavin’ me, for even a day. Have you ever felt that way, Stanton?”

There’s a terrible, malevolent voice in the back of my mind whispering that I have felt that way—once. But it wasn’t for her.

I block it out and step around so Jenny’s facing me. “I love you.”

“You love a seventeen-year-old girl who doesn’t exist anymore.”

“That’s not true. She’s right in front of me.”

Jenny tilts her head and gives the littlest of smiles. “I’m not nearly as fun as I used to be.”

I step forward and take her face in my hands, stroking her skin. “I look at you and I see a thousand summer days. The best moments of my life.”

Emotion chokes me, making it hard to speak. Feelings for this woman crush me, making it hard to breathe. “I have loved you since I was twelve years old, and I will love you until the day I die.”

Her face crumbles and the tears fall. She presses my hand to her face, soaking it with her cries, then she kisses my palm. “And I love you, Stanton—I do. What I feel for you, who you are, is so precious to me. I don’t want to lose you.”

And I think I’ve done it. I’ve convinced her—won her over. Jenny belongs to me and all is right with the world. Have to admit, it was easier than I’d anticipated. I knew I was good—but I didn’t realize I was that good.

Until she puts my hand down, wipes her cheeks, and looks me in the eyes. “But I’m in love with JD.”

Fuck.

I shake my head. “You’re just lonely. I was gone too long.”

“No,” she insists. “I’m in love with him. It happened fast, but it’s strong and it’s real. You need to accept that.”

My next words are past my lips before I have time to think them. “I’ll come home. I’ll quit the firm, Jenn. Set up an office in town. I’ll come back.”

Her lips part, her voice breathy with surprise at hearing the words she never expected. “There’s not much of a need for a defense attorney in Sunshine.”

“I can practice other types of law.”

Her eyes narrow. “You would hate that.”

I cup her jaw. “I’ll do it—for you and Presley. If that’s what you need, I will.”

Her brows pinch together—half with heartbreak, half with anger. She steps away from me, her voice breaking. “I do not want to be the sacrifice you make! I never did! We both deserve better than that.”

And then she launches herself at me, wrapping her arms around my waist, her soft warmth aligned with mine, burying her face in my chest, refusing to let go. I hold her right back, tight and safe, kissing the top of her head, murmuring gentle words, pressing my nose to her hair because it smells so sweet.

We stay like that for a while, until her tears are all dried up. And it just feels . . . sad. Like the very last minutes of a funeral.

“I’m marrying JD on Saturday, Stanton. I need you to understand.”

I grip her arms and lean back, so she can see my eyes. “It’s a mistake. I came here for you. I’m not giving up on us. Understand that.”

“You don’t know—” she starts.

But then I get an idea and I cut her off with a comically heavy Alabama accent. “I’m not a smart man, Jen-ney. But I know what love is . . .”

She covers her ears, and squeaks, “Don’t do that! Don’t you Forrest Gump me! You know that movie makes me cry, you evil sonofabitch.”




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