“I want to take you upstairs,” Jack said, then kissed her again.
“Take me.” Savannah was lost in their next kiss, and only when they drew apart again and she looked into his eyes did she understand the significance of what he’d said. Upstairs. In the bedroom he couldn’t sleep in. “Are you sure?”
“As certain as I am that I want forever and a day with you,” he said.
He lowered her to the floor and they went upstairs hand in hand. “I want to take you to my cabin in the mountains. Think you can break free next weekend?”
“I would love nothing more. I feel like the mountains are our place, Jack.”
He stopped at the landing and eyed the second door.
“The nursery?” Savannah asked.
He nodded, and she touched his cheek. “It’s okay, Jack. One day you’ll have a family. One day we’ll have a family.”
“Do you want children?” he asked.
“Many,” she said with a smile.
“Me too, angel. Me too.” He took her face in his hands and pressed another kiss to her lips. “Are you okay?”
She placed her palms against his chest. “As long as I’m with you, I’ll always be okay.”
Chapter Forty-Two
THE NEXT NIGHT, after Hugh accepted his award, Savannah and Jack went to meet her family at Treat’s Manhattan apartment. The blue shirt and Jerry Garcia tie Jack had picked out with Siena and his mother was perfect for the fun evening, and Savannah wore her favorite blue minidress, which complemented Jack’s outfit nicely.
“Hugh looked so handsome accepting his award,” Savannah said.
“He looked happy, that’s for sure,” Jack said.
Savannah hung up their coats as they moved toward the voices coming from the living room. She felt like a bundle of nerves. None of her brothers had met Jack, and although she knew they’d love him as much as she did, it had been so long since she’d introduced a man to them that she found herself having flashbacks of dates she’d brought home in high school and her five brothers hunkering over them with threats and harsh stares.
“Are you okay, angel?” Jack touched her cheek as they entered the hall, and she stopped walking to look up at him.
“I’m just nervous. I know they’ll love you, but I never really know what to expect.”
Jack kissed her forehead. “I’m a big boy. I can handle anything. Don’t you worry.”
She remembered her father’s words, and as she looked at the man who had made her the happiest woman in the world, she realized how true they were. “You can learn all the fancy skills you feel you need, but the strength and ability to survive comes from within.”
He lowered his lips to hers, and Savannah melted into his arms.
“Don’t let your brothers catch you making out before you even say hello.”
Savannah pulled back from Jack and laughed. “Riley, wow. You look radiant.” Josh’s fiancée hugged her; then she took Jack’s hand. “This is Jack.”
“So you’re the man who rocked Savannah’s world. It’s nice to meet you.”
“I think it’s the other way around. She rocked my world. I was just a bump in the road for her,” Jack teased.
Riley led them into the living room. “Look who’s here,” she called out.
Her brothers turned, and she cringed as each one of them ran their eyes up and down Jack, then across their linked hands. The ten seconds of once-overs felt like an hour.
“Jack Remington, survivor man.” Hugh extended his hand and patted Jack on the back. “Man, you have one cool job.”
“Thanks, but it doesn’t compare to yours. Congratulations on your award.” Jack didn’t seem nervous at all, and for that, Savannah was thankful.
Josh hugged Savannah and whispered, “You look happy. So I take it dating Jack is a good thing?”
“A great thing.”
Josh held out a hand to Jack as Riley snuggled against his side. “I’m Josh, Savannah’s younger brother. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
“Thank you, Josh. I recognize you from the picture in Savannah’s living room. I appreciate you having us over tonight, and I hope we’ll see more of each other since we’ll be neighbors.”
Savannah cringed and noticed that Treat and Dane were eavesdropping. She hadn’t had a chance to mention to her family that they were moving in together.
“Neighbors? Do you live nearby?” Josh asked.
Savannah was about to jump in when she felt a heavy hand grip her shoulder. She turned toward her father, glad for the break in the conversation. His deep tan set off his dark eyes, and Savannah noticed a little more gray in his five-o’clock shadow. He was as handsome as ever. Even at his age, he still had a commanding presence.