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“Hey! Do you think that’s funny? It hurt like a bitch.”
JoJo wiped her cheeks. “I’m sure it did. I can see you head-butting the guy and then hitting the floor.” She laughed harder.
“No sympathy at all,” Brett said, as he shook his head.
She sat up and wiped the tears off her cheeks. “Sorry.”
“Uh, huh. I think it’s time you told me about your past relationships,” Brett said.
“I don’t have a lot.”
“Quit stalling. Tell me. I told you.”
“All right. There are three I thought I was in love with. The first was in high school. He took my virginity and ran off. Dickhead. He broke my heart. I was seventeen and so in love with him. Then, when I was twenty-two, I met a man and thought we’d be together, but he loved other women so much that I was just one in a long line. I was about to give up on love when I met Rich Stafford about three years ago. I thought for sure he was the one. But the longer we were together, the scarier it got.”
“How do you mean?”
“I broke up with him because he was too possessive, verbally abusive, and jealous. I couldn’t take it. I know it hurt him, but then he started stalking me.”
“What?”
“Yes. He called me all day at work until Sloane told him no personal calls were allowed. That just pissed him off more.”
“Did he threaten you?”
“Not really. He never spoke to me. He just let me know he was around.”
“You should have gotten an order of protection.”
“I didn’t want to piss him off more. I was so scared of him, and I had no idea what he could do. That order wouldn’t stop him. It would only make him more determined.”
“I understand being afraid of him, but if you had one against him, the police could arrest him for violating it.”
“It’s not worth it.”
“If you say so, but JoJo, you have got to be careful.”
“I am. I promise.”
Brett nodded, then stared into her eyes. “So, you’ve been in love three times.”
JoJo took a deep breath, gazed into his eyes, and smiled.
“IthoughtI was in love three times. But I’ve really only been in love once.”
“Once? Who with?”
“You,” she whispered and heard him inhale.
“You love me?”
“I do.”
Brett slid across the sofa, pulled her onto his lap, kissed her lips, and stared into her eyes.
“I love you too.”
“You do?”
