A New Life_The Millionaire Fantasy Book 1 by Mary Moreno

Author:Mary Moreno [Moreno, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Goldstar Publishing
Published: 2020-10-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Jessica’s Past

Jared’s POV:

“You had this planned. You were waiting for me to say yes. What would’ve happened if I said no?” She challenges me.

“Then I would’ve had all this taken down. I didn’t set it up. I wanted to talk to you after Tony went to bed.” I take a sip from my drink. The cool liquid hitting my tongue from the straw.

“What is that.” Jessica nods.

“Sex on the beach,” I tell her proudly, it’s my favorite drink, and she giggles, hearing her giggle like that makes me dizzy.

“So, you know how old I am, how old are you?” She asks.

I can see that her eyes are full of questions, but for now, I’m only going to answer one.

“Thirty,” I state with a cringe.

“It’s not that old,” Jessica assures me quickly.

“No?” I ask her.

“No, I don’t think that’s old at all. It’s not like you’re a wrinkly old man.” She laughs, tilting her head back just enough for me to see her bare neck as she places her hand on my arm.

“Don’t be saying that around my father, you will meet him in a few weeks. He has some wrinkles. I’m sorry about this evening at dinner. I wasn’t expecting Tony to talk about his mother. He rarely ever does, so it surprised me.” I didn’t realize the words were out of my mouth until I heard them with my ears.

“It’s okay, he’s a little boy. I wish that I could talk so fondly of my mother.” She takes a sip from her glass through the straw.

“That’s an interesting topic. Everyone seems to have a past Jessica. What is yours?” I ask her firmly, I don’t want to push her, but I do want to know just a little bit about her besides how wonderful she is with children.

“I don’t like talking about it.” She lets her hand slide off mine, and it automatically goes to the back of her neck.

A habit I’m guessing when she’s uncomfortable about something.

I like to read people, their body language most of all.

“The sadness that I heard in your voice, the sadness that I saw in your eyes, you weren’t just showing him attention you truly felt his pain. Has she passed away?” I try to guess.

“No, she’s very much alive. Growing up, I didn’t have a mom, I did, but I didn’t. I learned to take care of myself and do things for myself at a young age. We hopped from apartment to apartment each time that my mother was done with the man she had in her clutches. Is that what you want to hear?” She asks me bluntly.

“That’s not what I want to hear, but if it’s the truth, then yes. I’m sorry that you had to go through that.” I tell her calmly, not the least bit upset with her.

“There’s nothing to be sorry about. I don’t want anyone feeling sorry for me. Before coming here, I left a shabby apartment that I despised jumping to when I was little.

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