people like that. Only thinking of themselves all the time. A lot like Colin. Come to think of it, she sounds like she would have been an awesome match for my ex-husband.
“I married my high school sweetheart,” I admit before I realize I am telling the story. “We met my freshman year and he was my one and only. I never realized how much of a player he was because I was too blinded into thinking he was damn near perfect. Right after high school we got married and not long after, Liam came. I never had an opportunity to find myself, or even go out drinking like most young twenty something girls, because I was home being a mom. He continued to do whatever he pleased and I got stuck being at home. I didn’t mind though because Liam was my world. Still is.” I smile thinking about my little boy.
“I’d love to meet him sometime.” Jackson says, and I smile even bigger thinking about the two of them together. I know Jackson would be just great with him. “I have a whole bunch of nieces and nephews My older two brothers have four kids a piece already.”
“In time. I don’t really introduce people to Liam very quickly, just because I don’t want him to get attached to a man who might let him down. Nothing against you.” I can’t imagine giving the boy any more disappointment in life if I could at least help it.
“That is what makes you a good mom, Aurora.” his hand lets go of mine and brushes a loose strand of hair away from my face.
“I try,” I admit while his hand cups my chin and his eyes just focus on me. I drag mine up his body, locking with his gorgeous blue eyes. I could stare into them all day long.
“Can I kiss you?” he asks, inching slightly closer, but still keeping a safe distance away from our bodies coming in contact.
“Yes,” is all I can whisper before his lips meet mine. But this time, there is more to our kiss. It isn’t just lust and attraction which every touch up until this has been. This has something more, something that wasn’t there when we went on our first date, or as we lounged in the cold water of the Atlantic. As his lips slowly part from mine, he whispers in my ear.
“Goodnight, Aurora.” before he rolls over, and turns out the light.
The following morning Jackson and I moved flawlessly around the kitchen together making a small breakfast buffet. The conversation flowed like we have known each other most of our lives, and I found myself almost sad when it was time to get in his car and drive across town, back to the apartment I knew I could no longer stay in.
“You don’t feel safe there, huh?” Jackson said as we walked out of the front door of his home. My body language really must have given away the impending dread.
“Yeah, I don’t know. I just… I don’t feel safe, especially with Liam. What if something happens when he is home with me? Or there with my babysitter? My sense of security with that condo is just gone.” I wouldn’t tell Jackson or anyone else this but one of the first things I plan on doing today is calling Callie up, having her come over and help me begin to pack. I may not have anyplace else to go, but I am going to start looking for a new home sooner rather than later.
As we get in the car and slowly drive out of the kid filled neighborhood, we turn onto a small side street that leads in the direction of the subdivision exit to the main road running through Sharonville and I see it: A small colonial style home with a big FOR RENT sign posted in the front yard. I laugh and mumble “you have got to be kidding me” under my breathe.
“Did you say something?” Jackson asks, turning his attention momentarily from the road, to me.
“Can you slow up for a second. I want to copy that phone number down.” I point in the direction of the house, and he pulls up in front of the house.
“Didn’t realize the old McKenzie house was for rent. I guess they didn’t have any luck selling it.” he says as I rummage through my purse for
“I married my high school sweetheart,” I admit before I realize I am telling the story. “We met my freshman year and he was my one and only. I never realized how much of a player he was because I was too blinded into thinking he was damn near perfect. Right after high school we got married and not long after, Liam came. I never had an opportunity to find myself, or even go out drinking like most young twenty something girls, because I was home being a mom. He continued to do whatever he pleased and I got stuck being at home. I didn’t mind though because Liam was my world. Still is.” I smile thinking about my little boy.
“I’d love to meet him sometime.” Jackson says, and I smile even bigger thinking about the two of them together. I know Jackson would be just great with him. “I have a whole bunch of nieces and nephews My older two brothers have four kids a piece already.”
“In time. I don’t really introduce people to Liam very quickly, just because I don’t want him to get attached to a man who might let him down. Nothing against you.” I can’t imagine giving the boy any more disappointment in life if I could at least help it.
“That is what makes you a good mom, Aurora.” his hand lets go of mine and brushes a loose strand of hair away from my face.
“I try,” I admit while his hand cups my chin and his eyes just focus on me. I drag mine up his body, locking with his gorgeous blue eyes. I could stare into them all day long.
“Can I kiss you?” he asks, inching slightly closer, but still keeping a safe distance away from our bodies coming in contact.
“Yes,” is all I can whisper before his lips meet mine. But this time, there is more to our kiss. It isn’t just lust and attraction which every touch up until this has been. This has something more, something that wasn’t there when we went on our first date, or as we lounged in the cold water of the Atlantic. As his lips slowly part from mine, he whispers in my ear.
“Goodnight, Aurora.” before he rolls over, and turns out the light.
The following morning Jackson and I moved flawlessly around the kitchen together making a small breakfast buffet. The conversation flowed like we have known each other most of our lives, and I found myself almost sad when it was time to get in his car and drive across town, back to the apartment I knew I could no longer stay in.
“You don’t feel safe there, huh?” Jackson said as we walked out of the front door of his home. My body language really must have given away the impending dread.
“Yeah, I don’t know. I just… I don’t feel safe, especially with Liam. What if something happens when he is home with me? Or there with my babysitter? My sense of security with that condo is just gone.” I wouldn’t tell Jackson or anyone else this but one of the first things I plan on doing today is calling Callie up, having her come over and help me begin to pack. I may not have anyplace else to go, but I am going to start looking for a new home sooner rather than later.
As we get in the car and slowly drive out of the kid filled neighborhood, we turn onto a small side street that leads in the direction of the subdivision exit to the main road running through Sharonville and I see it: A small colonial style home with a big FOR RENT sign posted in the front yard. I laugh and mumble “you have got to be kidding me” under my breathe.
“Did you say something?” Jackson asks, turning his attention momentarily from the road, to me.
“Can you slow up for a second. I want to copy that phone number down.” I point in the direction of the house, and he pulls up in front of the house.
“Didn’t realize the old McKenzie house was for rent. I guess they didn’t have any luck selling it.” he says as I rummage through my purse for
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