Page 135 of Game Changer
“So much fun.”
“Me too.”
“I think I’m going to hyphenate my last name.”
After a beat, Jax’s eyebrows shoot up, and he says, “Molly Flynn-Wynn?”
I laugh.“Doesn’t it sound great?”
“No.”
“I’m kidding.I’m happy to be a Wynn.”
We smile into each other’s eyes, then I jerk my head across the dance floor where couples are joining us.“Your mom and dad are dancing together.”
His eyebrows fly up as he follows my gaze.“Whoa.And they don’t even look angry.”
His mom just moved to Los Angeles for a new job.She’s a bestselling author now.I love her so much.I really like Mark too.And I’m so happy for Jax that he and his dad have been keeping in touch.
I look over at Bob Wynn, sitting at a table near the small dance floor, surrounded by family.He’s smiling and it’s wonderful to see him happy, Chelsea holding his hand.
Over the past year, Jax and I started doing trivia nights to raise money for charity, specifically for the Alzheimer’s Association.It seems a small thing, but at least it’s a way we can contribute and draw attention to the fight for research and a cure.We’ve met so many people affected by the disease and have heard heart-breaking but also awe-inspiring stories.
“Hey guess what?”
I focus back on Jax.“What?”
“There’s only one bed in our hotel room.”
“Oh no!”I widen my eyes dramatically, then we both burst out laughing.We have so much fun together, even when we’re doing nothing.A year ago, I was broken hearted and sorry for myself because I thought my beautiful life had been ruined.But now I know Jax was right…sometimes not getting what you want is a good thing.
