I chuckle behind the glass of champagne.
I know Jack doesn't mean that. He just met me a few days ago. There's no way he's serious about marrying me. He knows nothing about me. I know nothing about him. Well, except for the fact that he comes from a long line of chefs and he got this lavish lake house from his mother. This might probably sound dumb but I wouldn't mind marrying a man like Jack.
Jack sighs and smiles at me, his eyes gleaming with mystery in the candlelight.
"Enough about me." He chews on the chicken. "Tell me about you, Selena."
"My life is not as interesting as yours." I giggle nervously. "You come from a family of cooks. I come from a family of Christians. Small-town girl. Dad's a retired doctor. Mom's a retired nurse. Two sisters. Three brothers. The only thing I got
