Jackson nodded.

“Please tell me you saw Ryn and made up.”

“I messaged her.”

“About dinner?”

He nodded.

“And everything is good?”

Another nod.

“Are we still eating here? I don’t want to try to move AJ.”

“Yes.”

“What time?”

Jackson stared at her then looked at his watch. “Three hours.”

“Perfect. I can do a load of my laundry, shower, and pack. Text me when she gets here with the food?”

A nod.

Jillian kissed a sleeping AJ on the forehead. “Love you,” she whispered. “Don’t look so grumpy.” She pinched Jackson’s cheeks as she squeezed by him. “It’s Thanksgiving. I’m not cooking the meal. And AJ agreed to fight. It’s a good day.”

“A good day,” Jackson repeated like he was testing out the words.

Jillian rolled her eyes. “I’ll be back.”

“Wear something nice.”

She turned at the front door. “Really? You’re in jeans.”

“Ryn’s dressing up. She doesn’t want to be the only one.”

Jillian shrugged. “Okay then.”

She threw in a load of laundry to wash, then soaked in the tub, taking the time to shave all her neglected parts. After doing her hair and packing for their trip, she shrugged off her robe and slipped on a red shift dress and black heels. Just as she glided on her favorite red lip stick, her phone vibrated.

Jackson: Dinner.

Jillian: Be right there.

Jackson: I love you, Jillian.

His holiday sentimentality made her smile.

Jillian: U2

She slipped on a wrap and stepped out into the cool breeze. Ryn’s car wasn’t in AJ’s driveway. Jackson must have let her park in the garage to haul in all the food. Soft music played in the background as she stepped inside. All the lights were off except for a soft glow that flickered from the dining room.

“Hello?”

No one answered.

She stopped at the entry to the room illuminated with candles everywhere. A table was set for two with the elegance of a five-star restaurant, a massive bouquet of roses in a large glass vase divided the two place settings at opposite ends. Jillian smiled.

Cloth napkins.

As she moved around the table to the setting behind the roses, her smile faded. The white napkin folded and held by a silver napkin ring had black ink—writing on it. She slowly eased into the chair, letting her wrap fall to the floor as she slid the napkin from the ring.

Jillian,

You look beautiful tonight—simply stunning as always. Please accept my sincerest apologies for missing our first official date. I had a chance to go and I took it.

“No …” she sucked in a shaky breath as tears filled her eyes. “What have you done?” she whispered.

I don’t know what’s on the other side or even which direction I’m going, but I hope by the time you’re reading this I’m sitting across from you, even if you can’t see me.

She looked up at the empty chair across from her. “Aric James …” she breathed his name as her tears stained the table cloth.

Some things in life you just know. I knew the day I laid eyes on you that the course of my life would change forever. I knew the first day you helped me through that migraine in the shower, that no one had ever touched me so deeply … so completely. I knew the night you broke my nose that I hated you. It was also at the exact moment that I knew I loved you. Don’t roll your eyes—it’s the God’s honest truth.

She sobbed and laughed a little through her tears.

And I knew the day I was diagnosed with cancer that I was going to die. What I didn’t know was how desperately I would want to live. As we both saw, my body wouldn’t cooperate with my mind. You deserve a life … a real life. Not the pathetic excuse for existence that I had become.

The napkin shook in her trembling hands.

Time couldn’t mend my body … but you mended my soul. I’ll leave knowing that I was the luckiest bastard alive because I was loved by you. And you, my beautiful girl … you were loved by me.

~ Aric James Monaghan

Also by Jewel E. Ann

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HOLDING YOU

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Look for the third and final book in the Jack & Jill Series, Dawn of Forever, coming February 2016.

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About the Author

Jewel is a free-spirited romance junkie with a quirky sense of humor.

With 10 years of flossing lectures under her belt, she took early retirement from her dental hygiene career to stay home with her three awesome boys and manage the family business.

After her best friend of nearly 30 years suggested a few books from the Contemporary Romance genre, Jewel was hooked. Devouring two and three books a week but still craving more, she decided to practice sustainable reading, AKA writing.

When she’s not donning her cape and saving the planet one tree at a time, she enjoys yoga with friends, good food with family, rock climbing with her kids, watching How I Met Your Mother reruns, and of course…heart-wrenching, tear-jerking, panty-scorching novels.