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Jackson Wilde has always been the one who got away. The one who was the reason why I could never completely hand my heart over to my ex-wife, Zara. It was because he still owned it. Even now. Almost fourteen years later, he still has a tight hold on me.
We went from being inseparable to becoming strangers, and sometimes you don’t truly know the significance of that loss until they’re standing
right in front of you again. Like a mirage of someone you once knew.
“Yeah. It’s always been you, Jax.”
“You never lost me, not fully. I was still there emotionally, I just… took the wrong path.” I take his face in my hands, sifting my fingers through the blond strands on the side of his head. “But it ended up putting me exactly where I needed to be.”
“If this is what you need to do, I will support you with whatever you need. But you’re not giving up on me, Hayden. You’re not giving up on us because it’s not just my love you have now. It’s Ryan and Isabela’s. They fucking adore you to the moon, and maybe I’m being a jackass by mentioning how fucking upset they’ll be if you don’t come back, but it’s the truth. You have a family here who love you, Hayden, and you have a home. Here. With us. And we’ll be waiting for you, whenever you’re ready to come home to us.”
“But most of all, I’d like to spend every day with you. I want to spend the rest of my life waking up next to you and falling asleep in your arms. I’d like to spend Christmas mornings with you, watching the kids open their gifts with so much excitement they don’t know what to open first. I’d like lazy Sundays with you, making pancakes and stealing kisses whenever the kids aren’t looking. I’d like to grow old with you—well, older, because fuck, Jax, that day we went to the market made me feel about one hundred and three.”
