Tryst - Forbidden Hearts Series

30| Leap of Faith

Impatience.

Tonight was the ultimate definition of impatience. I wanted to know what this so-called surprise was. I knew the nap-time blow job was the first part of the surprise -- a very pleasurable surprise. Then there was the dress that was going to be torn into strings of fabric when we got back to the privacy of our hotel room. But what was the third? I knew it wasn't this dinner. I'm the one who initially setup the dinner date for the three of us.

What else could it be? I knew my Aunt Gwen was in one the big secret. She and my princess have been passing look back and forth all night. But it wasn't like I could ask Gwen to tell me. First, she would be offended that I even asked her to spoil the surprise, and second, she would tell Harper on me.

So, here I was. We had just ordered dessert and I was getting ready to lose my mind.

"Jackson, did you hear me?"

I turned to Gwen with a frown. "Sorry, no."

She chuckled before she shook her head. "You are so distracted. Something on your mind?"

I gave a pointed look at Harper. "No, no, no. Not at all." I looked back to my aunt. "What was your question?"

"I asked if you thought you and Harper may be able to fly back to London for my birthday? It's only few months away now."

Harper reached over and placed her hand on mine. "I already told her we could, but she wanted to ask you herself."

I smiled at that. She was truly amazing. "Of course we can," I said to Gwen. "Perhaps we can bring Ryan and Danielle with us."

Gwen clapped her hands together with excitement. She hadn't seen Ryan either since my mother passed away. Before that, I couldn't even recall the last time he came to London to visit us or Gwen. As we both got older, he got more involved in our father's business. I knew he didn't intentionally cut us out of his life, but at the time, it had felt that way. It was one of the reasons we were estranged before I popped back into his life.

I didn't hold a grudge, though. He and I had a long talk during my first few weeks in the States and we got over it. I was too distracted by a certain blond at the time to be pissed at him. Now that I think about it, if everything in my life hadn't have happened like it did, I probably would have never met the love of my life.

That was a scary thought. If I had never met her, I would probably be fucking a different woman every night. Having meaningless sex after meaningless sex. Then going home to my empty apartment. Feeling no kind of real satisfaction. It wasn't until I experienced what Harper and I had that I realized what I been missing all this time. I was never happy when I was fucking my way through the women of London. I was a miserable bastard. Without this amazing woman in my life. . . I would be nothing. A shell of the man I was today. Fuck. I never realized exactly how lucky I was until now.

"That would be amazing," Gwen exclaimed, putting a stop to my mental venting. "I'm dying to meet Danielle!"

"You would like her," I stated. "you two are very similar. Personality wise."

Gwen arched a suspicious brow. "That had better be a compliment, Jackson Reese."

"It is," Harper laughed. "Really, she's amazing. And so are you."

"Aw, thank you, honey. I'm so glad that Jackson has found someone who makes him happy."

Before I could say anything, the waiter came to drop off our dessert. Harper ordered a sundae. Gwen ordered a pie. And I ordered. . .

"Really, JJ? Cheesecake?"

"What?" I asked defensively. "It's delicious. And creamy." I shot Harper a wink. "Two of my favorite things, right, princess?"