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She didn’t used to . . . but now? Yeah. She guessed she expected the worst.
A knock on the door made her squeal.
“Sorry!” a voice called out. “Just letting you know that your time is up in five.”
“Thanks,” Jack called out. His voice didn’t show an inkling of the intensity on his face as he stalked toward her.
“Jack?” she whispered as he cupped her face between his hands. “What are you doing?”
“Staking a claim.”
“You can’t . . . Ian . . . Jameson.”
“Let me worry about them.” He kissed her hard and deep.
What did that mean? That he would make them come around to wanting to be with her?
But she had to leave after the wedding. There was no way Uncle Willy would stay here. And she couldn’t leave him on his own.
“Jack,” she whispered.
“Daddy,” he countered.
She couldn’t . . . she just couldn’t. A tear dripped down her face.
“Hey, no tears.” He wiped her cheeks with his thumbs. “I’m going to take care of everything.”
“Jack. I don’t live here. And you moved here to find someone to fit in with the three of you. That’s not me. I’m going to leave with my uncle. Thank you for today, it’s been the best afternoon I’ve had in forever. But I can’t . . . I can’t let my Little out again. It will hurt too much when I have to leave.”
“It will be all right, baby. I promise.”
Just this small taste of being in Little headspace was enough to make her want more. To crave them.
Jack was so sweet and understanding. And she wanted that so badly. But she also wanted Ian’s bossiness, his overprotectiveness.
And Jameson’s charm. His calming nature.
Crap.
This last hour had been more fun than she could remember having in years. Imagine having that often. With Jack, life would never be predictable and boring. With Ian, she wouldn’t have to worry so much. With Jameson . . . well, that was a bit more of a mystery since she didn’t know him so well. Although she got the feeling that he could help her turn off her brain. Also, she might self-combust looking at his gorgeous face all the time.
“Just trust me.”
It wasn’t a matter of trust. It was reality. And unfortunately, her reality was non-negotiable.
“This really was the best afternoon I’ve had in forever.”
She could see in his eyes what she was saying. That there wouldn’t be others. That there couldn’t be.
But there was something else in his eyes. Determination. A stubbornness she hadn’t seen before.
And it made her feel nervous.
As well as a bit excited.
Then her bladder let her know it was past time she peed. And she remembered where they were.
“Jack, I can’t pee with you here and I really have to go.”
