Jett jumped to his feet, still holding my hand, his face pinched in a panic. ”Sweetheart, please don’t cry. You know I can’t handle your tears.”
The endearment and his concern just made the waterfall of tears flow faster.
“I-I j-ust—” A stuttered breath came out instead of any more words.
He bent his knees a little so we were eye level. “How about dessert? I know you love it.”
He was giving me an out from talking about all the feelings that were pouring through me. And I did like sweets.
“I might even let you share mine,” he said, teasing me.
I soaked that up because this wasmyJett—the person I knew and loved. He’d been a bit sulky when I’d seen him around school—never having actually met him in person until that day at the pizza place—and who could blame him afterwhat his mother had done to him? But since the day he and I met, he’d been different.
A little part of me hoped it had something to do with me—I’d made his life better somehow, like he’d made mine.
Jett had become myeverything.He protected me, he took care of me, he’d made me laugh, and he was the kindest soul I knew.
“Do I get to pick them?” I asked with a little bit of a glint in my eye.
He brought out the best in me, even when I was emotional.
His smile perked up, and with it came those endearing dimples. My stomach swam with butterflies when I saw them.
“Anything for my wife.”
There were some gushing sounds around us, and I realized we were still putting on quite the scene. Chaz and Sloane were nowhere to be found, and that suited me just fine. Hopefully, they left the building altogether.
I knew our friends were probably itching to talk about this, especially Ruby since the ring on my finger had been her grandmother’s too, but everyone let us have our moment alone.
“Lead the way,” I said.
As Jett pulled me toward the longest dessert table I’d ever seen, I leaned in and whispered in his ear.
“I’m not sure what I did to deserve you that day so long ago, or this beautiful ring, but I’m the luckiest girl alive.”
His palm tightened on mine, and he turned his head to look at me, our faces so close I could see every tiny emotion flickering through his crystal blue gaze.
“I think you have that backwards, Roo.” His eyes closed for the briefest second before opening again and focusing back on me. “I’m the lucky one. You have always been my better half.”
He turned back to the table and began pulling me along as if he hadn’t just rocked my world.
Did he mean I was his and he’d thought I always had been? He thought he was lucky to have me?
I was getting mixed signals, and I knew he was confused because of everything that he’d gone through, but…
My heart raced, and my stomach flipped as if it was doing back handsprings over and over again.
Excitement and confusion took turns inside me.
Was Jett in love with me?
And if so, how long had he felt that way?
We stood at my door, silence surrounding us for a second before I broke it.
“Do you want to come in?”
Griffin was staying at Gramps’s place. It hadn’t made sense to wake him, so I would grab him in the morning.
