What was happening?
“When did you know she was the one?” another reader questioned.
He softly smiled, reminiscing right in front of my eyes.
“The first time she snuck into my bed at night.”
I swallowed hard, slightly gasping. Like the audience, I hung onto his every word. Waiting for what he’d say next.
“She was always fearless. Nothing could ever stop her from getting what she wanted. She went after everything she’d set her eyes on. Despite the odds being against us, she didn’t care. She always saw something in me that no one else did. I loved her innocence, her beauty, the way she saw the world and her thoughts on love. She was a hopeless romantic and it’s always been, one of my favorite things about her.” He lovingly smirked, caressing the side of my face.
“Jax…” I breathed out, loud enough for him to hear me.
“Baby Soph has always been my favorite thing to look at.”
Even the loud applause in the room didn’t steal this moment from us. My heart was beating profusely, pounding against my chest.
“Do you guys plan to have more kids?”
Jax wrapped his arms around my waist, giving the reporters something to gossip, he relayed, “Who knows? She might be pregnant already. I’d love a little girl, but knowing my genes… I only make boys.”
I laughed, shaking my head. Whispering in his ear, “That’s going to break the internet.”
Our eyes connected, as if we were the only two people in the room. There was something about the way he was staring at me.
With so much appreciation.
Value.
Love.
Like I was his most prized possession.
As if I was the only thing he ever wanted.
“One last question,” the announcer declared, nodding to the reader sitting in the third row.
“Jax, if you could go back to the past, what would you do differently?”
He didn’t hesitate in admitting, “I would have asked Sophie to marry me before I left for the NFL and moved to Miami.”
My eyes widened, blown away by his response.
It’s only for show, Sophie. It’s all for show. Nothing more.
I repeated it over and over in my head until we were sitting in the SUV with the driver on the way back to his estate.
“I can see the wheels spinning in your mind,” Jax suspected, pulling me away from my thoughts.
His stare was glued to my face before he pressed a button to lift the divider between us and the chauffeur.
Once we were behind the closed partition, he added, “You did great today.”
I nodded. “So did you. It was enough to fool me. You had me going there for—”
“Nothing I said today was a lie, Soph. In fact, I’ve never been more honest in any interview before today.”
Chills suddenly surged throughout my skin, causing the hair at the on my arms to stand straight up.