the car James Bond drives.” He laughed. “It’s actually Val’s.
It was a gift from that producer guy, Kapanski. Val was here with
Mike. She tells everyone she ‘retreats’ in Colorado when really
she’s here with Mike. Producer boy missed her so much he ‘sent a
car for her.’ Mike went ballistic. I don’t think Val’s driven it.
It had like a hundred miles on it.”
“ It’s totaled?”
“ Yep,” Jacob said. “I
doubt Val will replace it.”
“ Why did you drive
it?”
“ I thought I was going to
die,” Jacob said. “I figured if I was going to die, I should at
least drive the stupid expensive car and wear the stupid expensive
suit. I’d never worn the suit before either. Val sent it to me so I
could go to that premier. The one we missed last Friday
night.”
“ You thought you were
going to die? And you still came to get me?”
Jacob nodded.
“ Why?”
Jacob took her hand in his.
“ I think I said this in
the car. You’re the very best thing that’s ever happened to me.
Whether it’s one day or a life time, nothing’s going to change that
fact.”
“ How can you be so sure?”
Jill asked
Jacob shrugged.
“ I know my heart,” he
said. “I never thanked you for saving my life.”
Jill blushed.
“ Your compression dressing
is the reason I didn’t die,” he said. “Thank you for the chance to
sit here on this couch with you... It’s wonderful.”
“ You’re welcome. Thank you
for the dress contract and the diamonds and adopting my daughter
and...”
“ Most of that doesn’t have
anything to do with me,” Jacob said. “But I know, it’s
overwhelming.”
“ It’s overwhelming,” Jill
said. “I’m caught between taking a break and wanting
more.”
“ What do you
mean?”
“ Well, I miss my things. I
know they aren’t much but they are mine. My things. My space. My
life. I’m surrounded by your life and your things. They’re nicer
than mine. Well, not this couch, but you know what I mean.
And…”
Jill moved so her face was less than an inch
from Jacob’s.
“ I’ve never felt this way.
I want more of you.”
She kissed his lips.
“ More
touching.”
She slipped his hand under her blouse then
kissed him.
“ More holding.”
She shivered as his fingers caressed her
nipple. She kissed him again.
“ More talking.”
She gave him another kiss.
“ More love.”
She flopped back on the couch.
“ Then I feel just stupid
and crazy.”
“ Why?” he asked. “I want
all of that too.”
“ Well, you’re recovering
and should sleep,” she said.
“ Uh, first one to the
bed?” he asked.
He stood up then he fell to his knees. Jill
screamed then laughed. He held up a large square cut diamond ring
in his left hand. Clearly an antique, the center diamond was
surrounded by a hundred light blue aquamarine stones in an ornate
setting.
“ Will you marry me,
Jill?”
Jill’s hands cupped his face.
“ Oh put it away,” a
woman’s voice came from the stairwell to the Castle. “Shit. I have
the worst timing. You’re not naked are you?”
Jill looked up to see a gorgeous woman with
long auburn hair and large blue eyes come across the apartment. She
looked like a model or an actress, but her designer dress and
Kenneth Cole shoes were too understated and professional. The woman
looked familiar but Jill couldn’t place her.
“ Get up, lover boy,” the
woman said. “Hi Jill.”
“ Samantha, you think I
could have a minute?” Jacob’s face registered irritation and shock.
“Maybe a knock?”
When the woman turned, she winked at Jill.
And Jill realized that this was Samantha Hargreaves, Alex and Max’s
older sister. Max told her yesterday that Samantha had just moved
back from Washington DC. She was a criminal defense attorney and
Valerie Lipson’s best friend.
“ The Denver Police are
here to see you, Jakey. They don’t want to wait a
minute.”
Chapter
Twenty-nine
Mess with one…
“ I’m sorry,” Jacob said.
“I’m not
Stephanie Hoffman McManus
Founding Brothers: The Revolutionary Generation