Page 98 of The Billionaire's Virgin

We sat down to a nice dinner, but Jenna was quiet through most of it. Rather than try to pull her out of her shell, I let it lie. If she was upset, I wanted to be able to give her the room to be upset. Once dinner was done, Reed got Jenna ready for bed and took her to her bedroom to put her to sleep. Half an hour later, he emerged with a relieved expression and a small smile playing on his face.

“She’s out,” he said. “I had to read Jemima Puddle Duck three times, but I finally got her to go to sleep.”

“My record’s five,” I told him.

“Show off,” he scoffed, and I laughed.

I walked towards the couch, but Reed grabbed my hand and pulled me towards his room. “Are you sure?” I asked, glancing towards Jenna’s room. “She just went down.”

“She’s exhausted today,” he replied. “She’d sleep through anything.”

“You hope.”

Reed laughed and closed the door. Then he went to the bed and lay down on it, gesturing me to join him at the same time. I went and cozied up next to him. It felt so good just to lie there with him. We didn’t even need to be doing anything.

“So… I have something to tell you,” Reed said.

“Okay… is this a good thing or a bad thing?”

That question seemed to catch Reed off guard. He paused for a second, contemplating on that. “Well… does it have to be either?”

“Oh, God.”

“No, no,” he said quickly. “This is… I’m just trying to share with you what I did today.”

“Okay?”

“I went to see Sofia in jail.”

“What?” I asked, in surprise.

“Yeah.” Reed nodded. “I wanted to make sure she was actually caught. I just… needed to see it with my own eyes.”

“You got to speak to her?”

“Yes.”

“And?”

“It was… weird,” Reed admitted. “She was so… she just seemed so far gone that it amazed me that I had ever thought she was normal. Not only did I let her into my life, but I also introduced her to my daughter.”

“You didn’t know what she was capable of at the time,” I said gently.

“Still… I should have been more careful.”

“There’s no point doing this, Reed; you’ll only be going around in circles,” I said, squeezing his arm.

“I know.” Reed nodded. “I know I can’t change anything now but talking to her did help.”

“How did it help?” I asked.

“I realized that… for the first time in years, actually for the first time since my mother died… I feel complete. I feel whole again. It’s as though I’ve found the missing puzzle piece that has completed my life after all this time. And I believe you’re the missing puzzle piece.”

I smiled. “You think?”

“I do.” Reed nodded. “Which is why I think that we should tell Jenna about the two of us.”

“Really?” I said.