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I left and didn’t dare look back; afraid I might change my mind as I climbed into the car with Jackson.
“About time, we’re really cutting it close,” he grumbled, not even opening his eyes as I sat beside him.
“We’ll make it,” I said. “And if we don’t, we can catch him back home.”
“He’s not answering his calls, I wouldn’t even know how to track him down in D.C. I doubt he’s going back to South Carolina.”
“You’re right, I’m sorry. But we’ll make it.”
Jackson was quiet for a few moments before opening his eyes and looking at me.
“What did you two talk about?”
I knew he meant Harper and me. My jaw clenched and I wanted to tell him it was none of his business, but truth be told, it was. We were in this together, and if we didn’t want this to cause problems for us, I knew we needed to communicate.
“I told her that this wasn’t goodbye, and I saw a future between us, but only when and if she was ready for it.”
“You see a future with her too?”
“I do. You do too?”
“Does that surprise you?” he asked.
I shrugged. “A little. I thought you were still into playing the field.”
“Nah, I’m sick of all that. I just hadn’t met anyone I really saw a future with, you know? I want someone smart, ambitious, kind…”
“Someone like Harper.”
“Right.”
We were both silent for a few moments, but I had to know.
“So what happens now?”
“With Harper?” Jackson asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Yeah, what happens now. What if she only chooses one of us? Hell, it could be Aiden for all we know, what would that mean for our family if that happened?”
Jackson seemed to ponder it, as if he hadn’t thought about it before. Knowing Jackson, he probably thought it was a given she would choose him.
“Well then, we have to respect that, don’t we? We made a promise to her that it wouldn’t cause problems for us, and while Aiden and I have a strained relationship, I intend to heal it. If she chooses him, I will accept it. But… well…” Jackson chuckled and ran a hand over his face.
“Well what?”
“Well, I see the way she looks at me.”
“I see the way she looks at me too, and the way she kisses me…”
“Who knew lips could be that soft?” Jackson sighed as if temporarily lost in a dream.
“They are,” I said with a smile, remembering fondly the way her skin felt in my hands, her lips against mine.
Jackson might be confident that she would pick him, but I think he underestimated the way she looked at me. And likely Aiden would say the same thing.
Of the three of us, Harper and I had a connection that was special, that I was sure of. We understood each other. She got me in ways no one else did. I wanted to believe that if it came down to it, she would choose me.
But then I had to ask, “What if she doesn’t choose?”
