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CHAPTER1
Jackson
“We need to take down the tree and all the Christmas decorations.” Georgia sighed as she stood in the middle of the living room.
“Yeah. I suppose we should since we both go back to work tomorrow.” I wrapped my arms around her from behind.
With a slight turn of her head, a beautiful smile crossed her lips as she looked at me.
“What?” The corners of my mouth curved upward.
“I had so much fun at the cabin.” She turned around in my arms.
“Me too.” I kissed her lips.
“I honestly had no idea you were going to propose.”
“Come on, babe. You had to have had a feeling, especially since I didn’t ask you on Christmas.”
“Why didn’t you ask me then?” she asked.
“Because I wanted to start this new year off with a bang.” I smiled. “A lot happened last year, and although it all turned out to be excellent, I wanted this new year to start off very special.”
“I love you, Dr. Kind.” Her beautiful eyes stared into mine.
“I love you too, future Mrs. Dr. Kind.” Our lips met.
She stared at me for a moment after I’d said that.
“I don’t know if I’m taking your last name,” she said, and I was completely caught off guard.
“What? Don’t be ridiculous. You are taking my last name.”
“Excuse me?” She unwrapped her arms from around my neck.
“Why the hell wouldn’t you? That’s what married women do, Georgia.”
“I didn’t know you knew every married woman in the world, Jackson.” She cocked her head. “I’m not saying that I’m definitely not. I’m saying I’m not sure yet.”
“Care to explain to me why you’re so fucking hesitant?”
“I’ve built my life and my career around my name.”
“And so did Shaun and Christian, but they still changed their names!” I shouted. “It’s what you do when you get married, Georgia. You take the man’s last name. End of discussion.” I walked away.
“Excuse me?” She ran after me. “This is 2023, Jackson. The world has changed. I am Dr. Georgia Scott.”
“And you’ll be Dr. Georgia Kind as soon as we’re married.” I grabbed a beer from the refrigerator, opened the sliding door, and slammed it shut as I stepped out onto the patio.
Walking down to the firepit, I lit it and took a seat.
“Bro, what are you doing out here?” Conner asked as he sat down next to me.
I looked at him and shook my head.
“What’s wrong?”
“Georgia! That’s what’s wrong,” I snapped as I brought the bottle to my lips.
