Chapter SixAfter Jack saw me to my door, and kissed me, a brief kiss that felt somehow full of promise, I went to bed with my troubled thoughts. I was at war with my earlier decision of keeping Jack at arm’s length. Maybe he was sincere. If he was, could I do this? Could I put myself through this one more time? Should I? Spinster Aunt Emma with her nine cats (I’d added two more since dealing with Aunt Tully) was a whole lot safer.
I still couldn’t shake the memory five years ago when we’d been at my parents’ house, celebrating Robert and Parker’s engagement. It was a relatively small gathering of both families and close friends. I had no idea that we were already over.
Jack and I had mingled, speaking to everyone, as we stayed close together. That was nice. Lately, he had seemed kind of
