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Jack’s brows dipped. “Why would I stage something like that?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know. PR. Isn’t that what celebs do?
Oh, my god.“I’m not a celebrity. I’m a...never mind. No, it wasn’t staged, and that visit was supposed to be a secret.”
“Was it?” his mom asked, surprised, as Lucy ran out of the room looking for her phone, yelling she was going to work out who the mystery girl was.
“Well, only from Lucy. I swear she will sell me out to the media.”
“Maybe you should stop taunting your sister.”
He considered it for a moment.
“Nope. Can’t do that,” Jack said, “It’s my life’s work.”
His mom laughed as she opened the dishwasher and began stacking the plates. “You are happier, though, Jack. And Amelia is just lovely.”
She was more than lovely.
She was stunning. Funny. Sexy as fuck. And he was falling madly in love with her. Jack was fairly sure Amelia felt the same way.
But he also knew she was fighting it.
“She’s incredible,” he admitted. “Her life is here though, mom. I’m not sure she will move.”
While she had kept him away from her family, it was clear they were important to her, so he’d have to be the love of her life to detach her from Philadelphia.
Until he heard her say the three words he was dying to say to her, Jack wasn’t confident he would leave the Birthplace of America next week with a commitment from her.
But he was going to try.
“Love always finds a way, darling. Blood is thick, but true love is thicker.”
“She’s a Dufort, Mom,” Jack said. “Wealthy, successful, and you know how loyal that family is to one another.”
His mom walked over to him and laid a hand on his arm. “You’ve never questioned yourself before. Don’t start now. You have much to offer a woman. I know things didn’t work out with Becky, but I didn’t think she was the one for you.”
His eyes flew wide open.
“You are kidding, right?” Jack gasped. “I thought you loved her, and it was expected.”
“Maybe Becky and her family did. Your father and I never thought she was your soul mate.”
Jesus
Jack rubbed his jaw and thought about why he’d never had this conversation ten fucking years ago.
Not that he regretted marrying her. It felt right enough at the time. He cared deeply for her, and they had been happy for a while.
Although Becky had never got his heart racing as Amelia did.
She had been an amazing support when he ran his campaign, being more like a best friend than the sparks he had with the woman he was dying to race home to now.
Was that all it was, though? A spark that would eventually die out.
It was tempting to write it off as just that, but when they were cuddled up on the sofa or, after physically exhausting one another, they softly chatted and teased one another. No man would ever admit it out loud, but those moments were even more intimate between them.
He felt closer to her even despite the walls she kept up.
