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TEN YEARS AGO
“I can’t believe he’s still asleep. Kids of that age shouldn’t sleep that much!”
“Maybe he’s like his father.”
Jarod grinned at Parker and squeezed is eyes pretending to be bothered by her words. Which couldn’t be farther from the truth. Jarod was still so impressed with his son’s beauty that he kept looking at Parker to remind himself that he’d taken everything from his mother.Parker had the most delicious smile on her face, she’d never looked more relaxed and satisfied before. She kept thinking that this could actually be happiness. A happiness that she’d been neglected all her life.
The three of them were driving separately from the Major and Margaret, they had mutually agreed to wait for the waters to settle before rejoining with Jarod’s parents. Even if the pretender was looking forward to meet Jeremy and Emily again, the truth was that he couldn’t care less about his siblings.He had a son.
And he owed it to Lyle, even if he would never admit it out loud.
Suddenly she had an epiphany.
“What?” he asked her, still not moving his eyes from the boy.
Jarod blinked and glanced at her, the truth of that omission right under his nose.
“Of course not”, he replied sternly.
Jarod smiled sadly, “He’s Ethan.”
But even if naming their son after Ethan was something she truly appreciated, she wanted to give Jarod another reason to be proud of the name given to the boy.
Jarod’s grin enlightened the environment. He looked down at his son and whipered, “Ethan Kyle. I like that.”
“Well, at least we don’t need to wonder what name we’re giving to our second child, because since you told me that you’re pregnant I’ve been waiting for Catherine to arrive.”
Jarod shook his head, “It’s a girl. I feel it. What does your inner sense tell you?”
Jarod nodded in agreement and noticed that she was slowing down.
“Any effect after the fight with your biological father?”
Jarod chuckled and got out of the car, then he lay his son on the back seat. Parker walked to his side of the vehicle and leaned against the car, closing her eyes. She was exhausted.
“Help youself, Jar.”
As he was walking towards the café they’d parked in front of, Parker suddenly opened her eyes and called him back, “Ehy, Pez-Head. You think we should get married?”
“I’m not kidding, Jarod.” She replied, more seriously.
He put his hands on her arms, gently caressing them, “I would be a liar if I told you that the thought didn’t actually cross my mind, Parker”, she smiled and so did Jarod, “There’s nothing I’d want more than making an honest woman of you. God knows you’d need it!”
The pretender kissed her, “As much I would like to marry you, there are too many obstacles. If we wanted to do it well, all our friends would like to come. And that would mean to put Broots and Sydney’s life in danger.”
“But you won’t.”
It was the first time that she heard him speaking so obviously about his own needs. Jarod had never been the selfish kind. It looked like he was learning something from Parker, in the end.
Parker stared at him, she was out of words, “It looks like you thought about this quite a lot, didn’t you?”
He walked past her and looked for his bag in the trunk, seeking for something inside it. When he found the object he needed, Jarod closed his hand around it and sighed.
Jarod opened his hand and showed her the mysterious object. It was a ring.
“This was supposed to be a present. For you…and Tommy.”
“No, no…but when he called me to inform me that you two were leaving, I wanted to send you a last gift. Something that would convince you that you were doing the right thing. I wanted it to be a wedding gift for you.”
Jarod nodded, “Please, don’t hate me.”
“You would have loved it, then?”
“You know, I’m selfishly glad that I’m the one who’s giving this to you. Even if it’s for our fake-wedding.”
“Oh, no. We’ll be married, or at least this is what everybody will think. So you’ll need to wear this. May I?”
Jarod took the ring and put it at Parker’s wedding finger, slowly. Then he kissed her left hand.
“As soon as I find a jewelry.” He answered.
“Actually I was thinking about a new surname, fitting with our new life. What about Miller?”
Jarod looked at her, incredulous, “You want me to call you by your first name?!”
“And I don’t think I could actually stop calling you Parker, you know that.”
“With one slight difference: you’ll entertain yourself with me.”
Just when Jarod was kissing her, she interrupted him, “But you’ll have to share my attention with two other people.”