“So, let me get this straight,” Zara says with a hint of amusement in her voice. “Jackson called you because he needed someone to talk to, and you took it upon yourself to call a plane and fly to Chicago so you could watch his kids?” I wasn’t quite sure what I was doing until I turned up on Jackson’s doorstep earlier. All I knew was I hated the sound of panic in his voice, and I wanted to take away his stress. I wasn’t thinking about how terrible I am with kids or how I can barely take care of myself when I’m sick, let alone two little humans. I haven’t even booked a hotel room for the night.
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