FOUR YEARS LATER
JAX’S FACE appeared on my phone screen, his broad smile showing off his dimples. “Hey, babe, you look beautiful.”
“You can barely see my face.” My voice was full of laughter.
“I don’t need to. I know.” His grin turned wicked, and I had to fight back my blush.
Running around our house, I asked him about the city he was in as I grabbed my purse and jacket, late to meet Mia. Today, we were celebrating my decision to run in an election. Surprisingly, Jax didn’t say much about it, but he did send me a bouquet every day since I’d made the decision. The last four years had had their ups and downs, but he never broke his promise. We made time for each other despite our busy careers, and he was always there for me, even when he was out of town. Sharing moments like this over FaceTime was an adjustment, but it worked, and he was worth it.
A knock sounded on the door. Shit, I was already going to be late. “Coming.”
Jax watched me from the screen, but I couldn’t make out where he was with the camera so close to his face. “I’ve got to get this. Hold on.”
I pulled the door open and was immediately swung up in strong, muscled arms.
Warmth filled my chest, and tears pooled in my eyes as laughter burst from me. “You’re here.”
“Always.” He kissed me softly before pulling back. “I wouldn’t miss this for the fucking world.”
Joy flashed through me. “I love you, Jax.”
“I fucking love you, and I’ll keep proving to you that you’ll always be worth it.”
