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Turns out, Jack was right.










CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Amelia was walkingon air for the next two days.

I’m in love!

Life with Jack was perfect. They’d said I love you to each other approximately seven hundred times, and she never got sick of hearing it.

Or saying it.

What it meant for their future, she didn’t know, but Jack hadn’t pushed, and she hadn’t asked. It was as if they were both just luxuriating in the blissful love bubble they had created.

Until she woke up on the morning of New Year's Eve and had a sudden epiphany that Jack might propose to her tonight.

Oh, my God.

By the time he left her to spend the day with - and these were his words—his sister and her little satanic maniacs, Amelia was going around in circles.

What if he did?

What if he didn’t?

She rang her best friend.

“I think he might, Stella. Just imagine how incredibly romantic it would be,” Amelia said into the speaker of her phone as she sketched on her notepad.

“Um. It would.” Stella replied cautiously.

“But?”

“Just don’t get your hopes up. It’s been two weeks,” Stella said. “Jack seems like the kind of man who has his feet on the ground. He might want to slow things down now.”

“True,” Amelia said, chewing the end of her pencil and staring off across the room. “But you should see the necklace he bought me. It’s not practical. Maybe he’s a romantic. Heisromantic.”

“That’s a gift, babe. Not a commitment for life,” Stella said gently.

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