I’m not in any rush, but maybe my love life isn’t completely over. Maybe tonight, after dinner is over, he’ll suggest we prolong the evening by watching a movie together on the sofa. And then when I finally walk him to the door, he’ll lean in for a kiss. And then I’ll kiss him back. Jackson is a good man. I wasn’t sure if they existed, but if they do, he’s one of them. He cares about me a lot, and one of these days, he’d make a great father to my little girl. And I know that if I ever told him anything again in the future, he would believe me without question.
