Jason Clark has been doing everything he can to help Brie. He loves her but can he accept her proposal of marriage knowing she’s not thinking clearly about the future?
Brie balked at the notion of loving another man. She held Eric’s baby in her hands, and the thought of sleeping with another man turned her cold. No one could replace him, but realistically, she still needed a father for her children. Jason had appeared to be the best candidate for the position.
She laid her hand on top of Marianne’s and tried to explain. “I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to love anyone like I did Eric, but I also don’t like the idea of my children growing up without a father. So I thought,”
“You could give him…”
The open ended sentence forced Brie to review her assumptions about Jason. He didn’t appear to long for a serious relationship, but he didn’t like going home to an empty house either. “The family he seemed to want.”
Marianne shook her head and tugged her hand free from Brie’s. “That wouldn’t be enough for Jason. The man yearns for a deeper connection, a romantic love that surpasses anything anyone has ever known.”
Brie blinked. “Really? That doesn’t sound like Jason. He’s so methodical, so logical, almost like a college professor.”
Jason’s mother smiled. “I know, but under that logical mind, and buried inside that masculine body, is a true romantic. As a child he loved slaying the dragons and saving the girl. He likes buying his lovers candy, roses, diamonds, and he enjoys snuggling on the couch with her every evening. His first girlfriend dumped him because she said he was too clingy.”
The image Marianne painted seemed to be in direct opposition to the man Brie knew. “Then I guess I should apologize because I can’t give him any of those things.”
Marianne slipped back under the covers and laid her head on her pillow. “Don’t be so sure. You’ve done something he never expected. You beat him to the punch, which for him is a call to action.”
The sight of her friend closing her eyes cut off Brie’s question before it could form in her head.
Damn, what should I do now?