CHAPTER 35
He proposed to me ten or fifteen minutes later. It wasn’t all that steamy or romantic, but I guess that’s not what either of us needed at the time. My tears had stopped, and we were just talking. I don’t even think we were cuddling or anything at that point. Jake’s got his faults, but he’s a really good listener. He’d have to be after growing up with someone like Patricia. Back when she was raising her twins like a boss, I’m sure Jake couldn’t get a word in edgewise against her. Come to think of it, he still can’t today.
Anyway, that morning he wanted to know exactly what I was feeling. I swear, if that boy applied himself, he could become a stinking shrink or something.
“Did you think I was walking out for good?” he asked. Because, of course, he assumed all those tears were
