Jack put her on the ground, stunned. “Are you sure? I don’t want the money between us, Jamie Lynn. Seriously.” But he’d be a liar if he didn’t admit he was glad. He kind of liked his cash.
“I know you’re a good man, a generous man. You donate a ton of your time and mental resources to other people. I have no problem with you keeping what’s yours.” Sincerity shone in her eyes.
“You’re amazing,” he said, kissing the tip of her nose. “And do you know, Jamie Lynn, that I have the feeling I was waiting to meet you?”
She sniffled as he repeated words he’d spoken that first night they’d met. “I couldn’t agree more.” Then she grinned. “You know what this means, don’t you?”
“What?”
“Beckwith’s going to want to be a bridesmaid.”