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He laughs. “Either one?”
“Yes, and I’m glad about both.”
Jack gives me a side glance. “I figured you’d forgive me.”
“I guess I will.” I lean back, feeling like I can breathe again.
“Well, don’t expect me to forgive you for reorganizing my entire house.”
I laugh. “You’ll love it later.”
He takes my hand. “What if . . .”
“If?”
“What if we make your place . . . ours? We can make it more official since we both know you’re going to marry me.”
I smile at him, loving him more each day. “I’d like that. Maybe we can let Oliver stay at your place until he finds his own?”
Jack nods. “Yeah, we can talk about it, figure out the best plan.”
“I’m sure he was none too happy about moving out again.”
“No,” Jack agrees. “I think he was ready to kill us, but he understood in the end.”
I sigh. “Where did he go?”
“I think Grayson’s.”
I burst out laughing. “Oh, I’m sure Jessica wants to kill us now too.”
Jack’s slow smile is filled with mischief. “As long as he’s driving Grayson crazy, I’m happy.”
We pull into my place, and the anxiety about walking through that door again is gone. I’m not scared. I’m not worried. Kinsley is okay, and for now, she’s here.
Jack and I get inside, toss our bags into the hallway, and collapse onto the couch. His arms are tight around me, and while it’s only been over a week since we’ve been here, it feels like a lifetime.
So much has changed.
“Just so you know,” Jack says quietly as my eyes were closing, “I’m going to ask you to marry me this weekend.”
I tilt my head back to get a better look at him. “I figured.”
“You did?”
“You went and got our daughter.”
“How do you know I didn’t do that just because I missed her?”
I shrug, tucking my head back against his chest. “I didn’t, but I think you knew I needed her, and you always give me what I need.”
Jack’s lips press against the top of my head. “I always will, Stella. Always.”
Chapter 47
Jack
“You nervous?” Josh asks from beside me.
