Chapter 33

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Waking up on Jasper's plane the second time was not nearly as disorienting and fear inducing as the second time around, partially due to the fact that I was now comfortably nestled in Jasper's arms which just shook me awake.

"We're here," he said, gently running his fingers through my hair.

"Where's here?" I questioned, rubbing my eyes as I slowly sat up.

"You'll see when we get off the plane," he smirked knowingly.

I simply rolled my eyes in response knowing I wasn't going to get a better answer out of him and immediately pulled myself completely away from his warmth and made my way towards the exit.

Before I could even process what I was seeing I was engulfed by two pairs of arms squeezing me so tightly I felt like I couldn't breath.

"I can't believe my baby girl is actually here," I heard a women's voice cry into my ear.

"Mum?" I questioned almost as if I was scared to get my hopes up.

The two pairs of arms simultaneously let go of me so I could finally be greeted with the faces of my mum and dad, who's tearful expressions matched my own eyes which were now filling up with tears of joy.

"I can't believe this!" I exclaimed. "How did this even happen?"

"Thank Mr. Crowley over there," my dad explained. "He was the one who came up with the idea to bring you here for the holidays."

I immediately whipped my head around, my eyes instantly latching onto the eyes of Jasper who was currently leaning against the plane and watching our family reunion with a soft smile on his face.

Without a second thought I immediately started running over to him and launched myself onto him, wrapping my arms and legs around his torso to give him the biggest hug I've never given in my life.

"Thank you so much," I whispered in his ear before resting my head on his shoulder.

"No need to thank me," he replied. "I would do this a million times over for you."

I didn't know how to reply to that so instead I did the first thing I could think of and planted a kiss on his cheek before releasing him from the hug.

If I had turned around after leaving the hug I would've seen his face turn a dark shade of red, but alas I was too focused on running back to my parents to notice this.

Three hours later we were all enjoying my mums homemade lasagna at our holiday home dining table as Jasper talked to my dad about who knows what and I caught my mum up on everything that has happened since the last time we talked.

"What about you and Jasper?" She asked, bringing up the one topic I've said nothing about.

"What about him?"

"Well, for one, a man wouldn't pay to fly just any girl in his life to come spend the holidays with her family."

"Jasper's a rich man," I shrugged.

"And he didn't become rich by paying for every girl in his life to see her family," she pointed out.

"What's your point mom?" I questioned, getting anxious thinking about the fact that Jasper was only two seats away from me at the moment.

"I see the way he looks at you," she stated bluntly. "And I have a hard time believing you two are just friends like you've told me during our phone calls."

"How does he look at me?" I immediately asked, my curiosity taking over.

"Like you're the only thing that matters in his life."

That statement immediately made my heart jump and I could feel the heat rising to my face as I turned my head to get a glimpse of the man who had become the star of our conversation.

"You love him don't you?" My mum asked, making me jump in my seat and swiftly bring my attention back to her.

"What?" I said, becoming extremely flustered.

"There's no use denying it honey," she shrugged. "A mother always knows."

I let out a deep sigh, figuring there's no use in denying my feelings anymore, especially to my mom.

"Yes I believe I do love him."

"Then what's stopping you from telling him? The boy clearly loves you too."

"Even if he did feel the same about me, he would always put his work before me anyway."

"If that was really true Clara, then why would he take the time to spend the holidays here with you?"

"I don't know..." I trailed off, once again turning to look at Jasper. "I really don't know."

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