“You don’t know that,” I say, putting the plates in the dishwasher.
“Hey.” He turns me toward him, his hands on my upper arms. “I do know it. So get it out of your head right now. We’re going to have a great day. The weather’s perfect. Lilly and Grace are coming over. And of course I’ll be here, so that alone is enough to make it a great day.” Cue the cocky grin.
I laugh. “Okay. I won’t think about it anymore.” I hug him. “I love you.”
He kisses me. “I love you, too.”
I go around him to the laundry room. “Grace will be here soon. I’m gonna get the beach towels. What do kids play with at the beach? We don’t have any toys or anything for Lilly.”
“She just needs something to scoop sand with.” Garret goes through the kitchen drawers and takes out a measuring cup, a mixing spoon, a plastic bowl, and some tall plastic glasses. “There. That’s all she needs.”
I look at him, confused. “Is she making a cake?”
“Sand castle. Or princess castle as she likes to call it. She’ll spend all day doing that. And I’ll take her out in the water. She won’t be bored.”
A half hour later, Grace and Lilly arrive and we find a spot on the beach and set out some chairs. For the rest of the morning, Garret and I help Lilly build a giant sand castle while Grace reads her gardening magazines. She seems happy and content spending time with us. She won’t admit it, but I know she’s lonely without Arlin around. She has some friends she does things with, but she mostly spends her time alone in her house.
Around 1, we go inside for lunch. Then we return to our spot on the beach and Garret takes Lilly out into the ocean to play in the water. They bob up and down with the waves. She’s laughing and smiling. She’s so happy being out there with Garret.
“He’s good with her,” Grace says, gazing out at them.
“Yeah, he is.” I watch Garret bring Lilly to the shore, setting her on the sand. He grabs a beach ball and tosses it to her.
Grace sets her magazine down. “You think you’ll wait a while to have children?”
“I’m not sure if we’re having them.”
“Oh, I guess I just assumed. . .” Her voice trails off.
“Yeah, everyone assumes that. I’m just not sure that’s what I want.”
She pats my arm. “That’s okay, honey. You don’t have to have them if it’s not right for you. Don’t feel you have to do something just because everyone else does. It’s your decision. And Garret’s.”
I turn to her. “He wants kids. Three kids.”
She looks concerned. “But he knows how you feel? Because that’s something he should know before you get married.”
“He knows. I told him a long time ago and I’ve told him several times since then. He’s okay with us not having them. Or at least he says he is.”
“He really loves you, Jade.” She picks up her magazine again and starts flipping through it.
“I’m afraid.” I say it quietly but she hears me.
She sets the magazine down. “Afraid of what, honey?”
I hesitate because I’ve only told this to Garret, but for whatever reason I feel like I can talk to Grace about it. “I’m afraid to have kids. I’m afraid I’ll be a bad mom.”
“Why would you say that, Jade?”
“Because I don’t know how to be a mom. All I know is how my mom was with me. And I’m afraid if I have kids I’ll be like my mom. Always yelling at them and blaming them for everything and scaring them and saying things I don’t mean.”
“Oh, honey. Your mother wasn’t well. She didn’t mean to be that way. You won’t be like that. You’d be a wonderful mother. Look how good you are with Lilly. That little girl loves you. And I can tell you love her, too.”
“Yeah, but she’s not mine. I don’t spend all day, every day with her. If I had kids and they did something that made me mad, I’m afraid of how I’d react.”
“I understand your concerns but I don’t think you have anything to worry about. I didn’t know your mother, but from what you’ve told me you’re nothing like her. At least not in the way she acted, treating you the way she did. When you get angry at Garret you don’t act like her, right?”
“No.”
“Then you can handle a child.” She smiles. “Men often make us women more angry than our children.” She gets serious again. “You have plenty of time to think this over. You and Garret are so young. You don’t have to make this decision right now.”
“I know.” I look out at Garret and Lilly splashing around in the water. “It’s just that when I see him out there with her, it makes me think about it. I know he wants kids.”
“Yes, but you both have to want that.”
I nod.
“Jade.” Grace puts her hand on my arm and I look over at her. “Anytime you want to talk, please call me. I’m always around.”
“I will. I miss seeing you. We have to get together more often.”
“I’d like that very much.”
We stay out there until 5, then have dinner before Grace and Lilly head back to the hotel.
Later that night as Garret and I are getting ready for bed, there’s a knock on the door. It startles us both because it’s almost midnight and nobody comes to the door at midnight, not even Harper or Sean.
“Wait here,” Garret says. “I’ll see who it is.”
As he goes downstairs I put a sweatshirt on over my tank top, then grab my jean shorts and put them on. I wait in the hall and hear Garret talking. Then I hear his dad’s voice. I race down the stairs, my heart pounding in my chest.
“What’s wrong?” I ask. “Why are you here so late?”
“Hello, Jade.” Pearce seems a little annoyed. He can be kind of formal and he expects a greeting before I bombard him with questions.
“Hi, Mr. Kensington.”
He smiles. “It’s Pearce.”
“Yes. Sorry.” I’m so nervous I can barely speak. I’m sure he’s here to tell us bad news.
“Should we sit down?” he asks Garret.
“Yeah.” Garret leads me over to the couch.
Pearce sits across from us on the chair. “So after the meeting today, I went out for drinks with Roth. I asked him about the encounter he had with you the other day at the restaurant.”
Pearce just needs to spit it out. I can’t take some long-winded story.
“And what did he say?” Garret’s much calmer than me. I don’t know how he remains calm like that but I’m hoping someday his calmness will rub off on me.
Pearce leans back and takes a breath. He looks exhausted. His eyes seem tired and his face is covered in a thick layer of stubble since he probably hasn’t shaved since early this morning. “Well, obviously I didn’t come right out and ask him. I had to talk around the topic and see if I could get anything out of him. And I had to wait until he had a few bourbons in him.”
“Yeah? And?” Now Garret’s getting impatient. “You’re killing us here, Dad. Just tell us what he said.”
“It’s exactly what I told you. He’s not happy with how things turned out with you. He chose you, Garret. He’s the one who started all this. He said he’s been watching you since you were just a young boy. He saw potential in you. And now his plans for you are over.”
“Did you know about any of this? I mean, about Roth watching me all these years?”
“No, not until tonight.”
“But he’s not trying to get Garret back, right?” I realize I’m squeezing Garret’s hand really tight. I loosen my grip. “Sorry,” I say quietly to him.
He puts his arm around me and kisses the side of my head. “It’s okay.”
“He’s not here to do anything to you,” Pearce says to Garret. “He’s just trying to scare you, like I said. He’s trying to show you who’s boss. Make you think he could do something even though he knows he can’t.”
“How do you know he can’t?” I ask.
“As I said before, this group is very strict about follow
ing rules. And the rules say that when the members have voted and the decision has been made, that decision cannot be changed.”
“Then why did this guy let Garret go in the first place? Garret said high-up people like this Roth guy can override the member vote.”
“Garret, you shouldn’t tell her things like that,” Pearce scolds. “You know everything that happens there is strictly confidential.”
“Yeah, well, too late now.” Garret says it so casually I almost laugh.
Pearce sighs and looks back at me. “Jade, I can’t tell you the circumstances that led to Garret being released from his obligations. I think you understand why.”
Warm, friendly Pearce that we saw at Grace’s house is back to scary, threatening Pearce that I’m used to dealing with.
“Yes. I understand.”
“Good.” He stands up. “I should go and let you two get some sleep.”
“Who’s watching Lilly?” I ask as he walks to the door.
“She’s staying in Grace’s room tonight. The meeting went until 10 and then I left to have drinks with Roth, so I just had Grace keep Lilly for the night. By the way, how did it go today? With Lilly?”
“Great,” Garret says. “We spent the day on the beach.”
“I’m glad she was able to spend some time with you. Well, I’ll see you tomorrow. I have a meeting in the morning, but my afternoon is free so we’ll be over sometime after lunch.”
“Frank and Ryan will be here, too,” I say. “Sean’s making everyone dinner.”
“See you tomorrow then.” Pearce leaves. No goodbyes or hugs this time. He’s cold and serious. All business.
“Can you relax now?” Garret asks, dragging me back upstairs.
“I guess. But that Roth guy still freaks me out.”
“You’re not going to see him again. Shit, the guy’s gotta be in his eighties. He’ll probably be dead soon.”
I take my jean shorts and sweatshirt off and get into bed. “Your dad was acting strange, don’t you think?”
Garret joins me in bed. “He always acts that way when he’s been doing business stuff all day. It takes him a while to unwind.”
“What do you think they were meeting about?”
Garret covers us with the sheet and kisses me. “Go to sleep, Jade. No more questions. Stop asking about Roth and the organization. It’s over. We’re not going to think about it anymore.”
I feel Garret’s strong arm around my middle, tucking me into him. And I decide right here and now to do as he says and not let that group control us. I can’t spend our future always worrying about what they might do. I won’t let them ruin my wedding or my life with Garret. I take a deep breath and relax into his arms and go to sleep.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
21
Thursday morning at 10, Garret and I pick up Frank and Ryan at the airport. I’m so excited to see them. I run up to Frank first and give him a huge hug. Then I give Ryan a hug.
“I can’t believe I’m here for your wedding,” Ryan says. “I gotta tell you, Jade, I almost passed out when you told us back in May.” He looks at Garret. “I thought you’d have to wait at least 10 years for her to say yes.”
“She didn’t make it easy,” Garret says.
Ryan laughs. “Yeah, I’m sure she didn’t.”
“What is that supposed to mean?” I ask. He doesn’t answer.
“I wasn’t surprised,” Frank says, a smug smile on his face. “I didn’t think the wedding would be this soon, but I knew you two would get married.”
Garret and Ryan grab the luggage off the conveyor belt and we all go out to the car. We took Garret’s car because it’s roomier than mine. I sit in the back seat with Frank and let Ryan sit up front.
“So how do you like the BMW?” Garret asks Ryan.
“Are you kidding? It’s great. Of course, anything would’ve been an improvement over my old car. I just wanted to replace that thing with something that worked, but then I ended up with a BMW.” He looks back at Frank. “Thanks again, Dad.”
Frank just smiles. It makes me so happy to see Frank and Ryan no longer struggling to make ends meet. The best thing about getting that money from Arlin and Grace was being able to give some to Frank.
When Ryan asked his dad where the money came from, Frank said it was left to him by an uncle who died and had no children to leave his fortune to. It’s the long-lost-uncle story I told him to use. I didn’t think he’d actually use it but he did and Ryan believed him.
After I transferred the money to Frank, he put some of it in a separate account for Ryan. That’s what Ryan used to buy the car. He ended up buying a BMW. He started looking at them online after I told him about mine and the more he looked at them, the more he wanted one. He bought a three series. He could afford the more expensive series but he couldn’t bring himself to spend that much on a car. When you’re not used to having money and you finally get it, it can be hard to part with it.
Frank got a car, too. Actually it’s a small SUV. Back when his health was really bad, he wasn’t able to drive but the doctor said he can now. He can’t take a long road trip, but he can drive around town. The SUV is a good choice because it sits higher off the ground so it’s easier for him to get in and out of than a car. He shopped around a lot before he bought it, then decided to get a Honda. It’s new but it wasn’t super expensive. Just like Ryan and me, Frank has a difficult time spending money after not having any for so long.
“They’ll be talking cars all weekend,” Frank says to me.
“Yeah, I know,” I say, smiling. “It’s good they get along because after Saturday, they’ll kind of be like brothers. Not exactly, but kind of.”
“Are you getting nervous about Saturday?”
“No. Are you? You have to walk me down the aisle. That’s a big job.”
He pats my hand. “I think I can handle it.”
Frank’s doing really well, healthwise. He hasn’t even been using his wheelchair. He’s gained some weight, too, and looks much stronger than he did just a few months ago.
When we get to our place, Garret and Ryan walk over to my white BMW convertible which is sitting in the driveway.
“We’ll be right back,” Garret says to me, tossing the car keys to Ryan. “He wants to take it for a drive.”
“Ryan, you just got here. Don’t you want to come inside first? Or check out the beach?”
“I will, but I gotta try out the convertible first. We won’t be gone long.” He gets in the driver’s side and Garret gets in the passenger side and they take off.
“Boys,” I say, showing Frank to the door.
Frank laughs. “Ryan’s changed a lot since you gave us that money. He sleeps better. He’s eating better. He’s not so serious. I can’t thank you enough for doing that for us.”
“I loved doing it for you. I love that you guys don’t have to worry about money anymore.” I lead him past the living room over to the kitchen. “Are you hungry? I can make you something.”
“No, just some water would be good.”
I take the pitcher from the fridge and pour him some. “Grace is coming over later with Garret’s dad and Lilly. You’ll finally get to meet them.”
Frank doesn’t say anything.
“What’s wrong? You don’t want to meet them?”
He shakes his head. “It’s not that. I just need to get over the fact that Grace is a Sinclair. I know she’s your grandmother, but she’s also Royce’s mother.”
“Frank, she didn’t have anything to do with what he did to my mom. Royce wasn’t raised to be like that. Her other son isn’t like that. Well, I’ve never met him but she makes him sound nice.”
“You’re right. I shouldn’t judge her for that. I’m sure we’ll get along just fine.” He glances around the room. “This place is bigger than I thought it would be. You kept calling it a condo so I thought it would be in a building, more like an apartment.”
“Yeah, it’s not a condo. They call it a detached town
house. We looked at a lot of condos before we found this place so I was mixing up the terms. I’m glad we got the townhouse. I like it being separate instead of in a building.”
“Are you going to give me a tour?”
“Sure. Let’s start upstairs.”
I give him the tour, then we sit out on the deck. Ryan and Garret get back an hour later.
“That wasn’t exactly a quick trip,” I say to Garret as he sits in the chair next to me.
“Yeah, well, your brother insisted we drive up the coast and I couldn’t get him to turn around.”
Ryan takes a seat next to Frank. “The views were incredible. And this weather is great. Not too hot, not too cold. I think we need to move here, Dad. What the hell are we doing in Iowa?”
Frank laughs. “Well, let’s see. You’re in love with a girl who lives there, for one.”
Ryan shrugs. “I could convince her to move.”
“So you liked the car?” I ask Ryan.
“I love it. I mean, I love mine, too, but if I were to get a convertible, that’s the one I’d get.”
“It’s all yours while you’re here.” Garret turns to me. “I told him he could use your car instead of mine. I knew he’d want the convertible.” Garret puts his arm around the back of my chair and leans over to kiss my cheek.
“Hey, get your hands off my sister!” Ryan says.
Garret quickly takes his arm back.
Ryan laughs. “I’m kidding, man. You’re marrying her in two days. I don’t care if you kiss her.”
“That was mean, Ryan,” I kid.
It’s weird because I’m not used to Ryan joking around. He’s usually so serious.
Garret gets up. “Can I get you something?” he asks Ryan and Frank. “A drink or something to eat?”
“I’d take a soda,” Ryan says. “Any kind.”
“I’m good,” Frank says, holding up his water.
“Jade, you want anything?” Garret’s standing behind my chair.
“I’ll take a soda.” I tilt my head back for a kiss.
He kisses my forehead instead of my lips, then goes inside to get the drinks.
“Ryan! Look what you’ve done. Now he won’t even kiss me.”
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