Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29807 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29807 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
I think it’s his eyes. That’s what always get me. They look so much like Jax’s. That’s what it has to be. That depth of blue isn't often seen, but they both have it. I set the magazine back on the rack, shaking myself out of the spell he has over me. This must be one of the celebrity crushes everyone is always talking about.
The kind where you become infatuated with someone you've never met. He isn’t a celebrity, though. He is just another rich man. I am used to those. I work for a very rich man. I tend to be around the wealthy often. If it wasn't for him and his family, I don’t know where I’d be. I wouldn't even know who I was. It’s bad enough I don’t remember anything before having Jax.
“This one?” I look back down to Jax, who is holding up a Twix bar. I smile, taking it from his hand. He doesn't even like Twix, but he knows it’s my favorite.
“Perfect angel.” I take the second candy from him, setting it on the belt. I don’t know what I did to deserve Jax, but it must have been something spectacular.
“Loyalty card?” the cashier asks. I find it on my keychain, giving it to her to scan. I dig through my bag to find some cash and to text Ben that we are ready to be picked up.
“Thanks,” I tell her as she gives me my change. I give Jax the bag with the two candy bars. He takes it before holding his hand out to take mine as we walk out of the store together. Ben pulls up in a black SUV.
“I got it,” I tell him but he’s already out of the car. Jax jumps for him. Ben catches him easily.
“You have fun at the park?”
I smile at both of them. Ben has been such a good influence on Jax.
“I got a candy bar!” Jax informs him.
“You going to share with me?” he asks Jax as he opens the back door to buckle him into the car seat. I hear him say yes as I slip into the passenger seat. I really need to learn to drive. I’ve been putting it off while I saved up for a car. Ben jumps into the driver's side.
“Thanks.” I sigh, leaning back in the seat.
“Anytime.” He gives me a warm smile before pulling off toward the Ward Estate, where we both work and live. I peek back at Jax who is already starting to fall asleep. The picture of Jonas flashes through my mind for a brief second as I stare at my sleeping angel. I shake off the lingering feeling I always get when I see him.
“You really have to teach me how to drive.”
Ben shrugs. “You know I will. Maybe you know how to drive and don’t remember?” he suggests.
I shake my head no. I don’t think I know how to drive. The idea of driving feels overwhelming.
“I don’t think so.” I shrug back. I hate thinking about the black spot in my mind. This emptiness that remembers nothing before waking up in a hospital. Alone. Or I’d thought I was alone until I was told I was pregnant. Not so alone after all. I steal another peek back at Jax.
“He’s out,” Ben says as he looks in the rearview mirror. I don’t know where I’d be without Ben and his wife Mary, who worked for the hospital I’d been transferred to when I couldn’t remember who I was. They had needed to run more intensive testing and said that facility was the best. Ben was the one that got me a job at the Ward estate. It really gave me everything I needed to get back on my feet. A roof over my head while I tried to remember what happened to me and who I was.
Three years later and I still have no idea. I’m not sure I want to know. Sometimes I think that it’s my body’s way of protecting me. As if whatever happened was bad and remembering could put me in danger. I’ve accepted the life I have now and as long as I have Jax, I have everything.
Still, even though my mind tells me this, deep down in my soul, I know I’m missing something.
Chapter 3
Jonas
“Unca Jonas, do the monsters get sad at night? Maybe you should leave the door open for them.” Veronica, my five-year-old niece, points to her closet with its double doors firmly closed. We just finished watching Monsters, Inc. and Ronnie is concerned that her new friends might not be able to get the laughter they need to power their little universe. I smooth a hand over her small forehead.
“They need to sleep like you. When you wake up, you can open the doors and let them in.”