June: Jess' Story (Spearhead Lake Book 3)

by E.L. Stevens

“I know that your favorite colors are black and brown. I know your favorite movie is actually The Godfather, but you tell people it’s Casino because you don’t want to seem basic and at least with Casino you can say it’s because of Sharon Stone. I know that you sing your daughter classic Beatles songs at bedtime because that’s what your Dad used to sing to you. I know Christmas is your favorite holiday because gift giving, not receiving, is how you show love. I know that your favorite perfume is Flowerbomb because I couldn’t get the fucking scent out of my head and I actually went to the store and smelled hundreds until I found it and then bought it so I can smell you whenever I miss you. And I know that you’re a pjs girl. But ironically, nine times out of ten you’re actually commando in broad daylight. Shall I check now?” No because I’m not wearing any underwear. I give a quick shake of my head. “And I know that you go to Serendipity when you’re in New York at least once a week because you saw the movie and dreamed of having a real-life meet cute which is why I wanted to propose to you there. And I know that The Parent Trap is your comfort film because the parents get together in the end, and you always wanted that for your dad and mom even though, again, you claim it’s for aesthetics.” “And you’re not a crier,” he wipes a tear off my cheek, “but I seem to make you cry quite a bit, don’t I?” I nod. Then sniffle. “Can I take you out for breakfast, please?”