Jack, romance

and, also

“There are times I start to panic and think you’re going to wake up tomorrow and decide you want nothing to do with me,” she confessed.

“All of a sudden?” he asked. “Like out of the blue I’d just change into a different person?”


“Really? Because I think about being old with you and retired somewhere, and you bring me sandwiches and lemonade on a tray while I’m outside working in the yard and I spray you with a garden hose and we get just as silly and kissy as we do now.”

“I like your version of the future better.”

“Me, too.”

And then kissing ensues.


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