Jack couldn’t believe it. After the doctors checked Kallie over and determined that the swelling in her brain had all but disappeared, they also determined that she had amnesia. She could remember her name, her birthday, and Cameron. That was it. There was no explanation why she could remember Cam and no one else. She had no recollection of her foster parents, Drew, her gymnastics talents, where she lived, or even Jackson. Jack was broken. He was devastated that he didn’t even spark a tiny memory in her brain. Kallie wanted nothing to do with anyone but Cam; she was as shy and timid as the first day they met her. She bit her nails constantly; something that she’d done when they first met but that she’d stopped when she became comfortable with them. She slept so restlessly; when she slept at all. Cam and Jack took turns staying in the room at night; Cam because Kallie was only comfortable around him and Jack because he was trying so hard to get Kallie to remember him. The only shred of hope that Jack had to hold onto was that Kallie wouldn’t take off his old college hoodie that he had brought for her. She’d said that she wasn’t sure why, but the hoodie made her feel comfortable, happy, and familiar. Jack secretly hoped that she didn’t think the hoodie was Cameron’s. Two days after she woke up, Kallie was allowed to go home. Jack drove her in his car; Cam sat in the front seat and Kallie sat in the back, knees pulled up to her chest like she was trying to protect herself from something. The bruise was gone from her face and Dr. Castin had shortened the cast on her arm so that it was now only on her hand. Her ribs were still in a compression bandage but she claimed that they didn’t hurt much anymore.
Over the next week, Jack tried his best to make Kallie feel comfortable and at home, but she was so leery around him. He wondered why she remembered him the first time she woke up, but had no idea who he was now. She wouldn’t be alone in a room with anyone, and she flinched every time Jack touched her, so he stopped touching her. Jack watched her get closer and closer to Cam, retreating in him and allowing him to be her solace. One day when she was taking a nap, Jack found Cam sitting in the living room watching the history channel. He had figured a few things out after watching Cam and Kallie together, and wanted to talk to Cam about it.
Cam flicked off the television and turned to Jack. “You look deep in thought bro; what can I do for you?”
“I can’t do this anymore with Kallie, Cam. I’m glad that she remembers you so that you can be there for her and help her through everything, but I’m at a loss as to why I’m not anywhere in her head. It seems like she’s forgotten the things she doesn’t want to remember, and I hate that one of them is me.”
“Dude, she remembers NOTHING. Not even good things. I don’t know why she remembers me; maybe because we had gotten so close before the trauma. She’s confided so much in me and we’ve spent a lot of time talking. Maybe that’s the one thing her brain is holding on to.”
Jack took a deep breath. “I honestly don’t think that’s the case. I think the two of you have a deep connection that she doesn’t have with anyone else, and that’s what is most important to her. Even though she didn’t realize it before, I think she’s in love with you, Cam.”
Cam looked at his brother in frustration. “For the last time, Kallie is not in love with me and vice versa,” Cam said, pausing. “I’m going to tell you something that Kallie told me in confidence. I hate breaking her trust but I think that once you know this, you will finally get it through your thick skull that she is in love with you, and you only.”
Jack remained silent and allowed Cam to continue.
“Kallie came to me after the Barefoot Gala, after that shit happened with Tom, and said she really wanted to tell me something. She confessed that she was in love with you, but that she had a problem.”
Jack raised his eyebrows in anticipation, silently urging Cam to continue.
“She said she realized after the police sting, then everything with Drew, and then Tom, that she didn’t want anyone to ever touch her again… except for you. She’s a virgin, Jack, and she’s saving herself for you.”
Jack furrowed his brow in confusion. “That can’t be true.”
“Why would she lie to us about this? She’s never lied to us about anything before.” Cam answered matter-of-factly.
“It’s just weird; she’s so… hot.” Jack said.
Cam laughed. “I know. That’s what I said too. She smacked me in the arm.”
Jack smiled, and then his smiled changed to a frown. “I can’t handle that, Cameron.”
“Don’t do that Jack. Of course you can handle it. I just gave you sure-fire proof that the girl of your dreams is completely into you, and you tell me you can’t handle her?”
“I never said I couldn’t handle her; I could definitely…. handle her. I don’t know if I can handle that; that’s a lot of pressure.”
“So what? Too much pressure for the outcome? You love her, she loves you. It’s a done deal, Jack- handle it. Make her remember you.”
Jackson looked at his brother. “Sometimes, little bro, you are wise beyond your years. Thank you.”
“Any time, big bro,” Cam grinned.
Jack and Cam had their heart to heart conversation on a Wednesday. On Friday morning, the boys were sitting on the balcony drinking coffee and eating bagels. Kallie emerged from the house, leaning casually on the doorframe. Jack looked up when she approached; messy hair, no makeup, over size sweater, tank top, and teeny tiny pajama shorts. Perfection.
“Hi Jack,” she said, grinning widely.
“Good morning Kallie,” Jack said politely, “How did you sleep?”
Kallie didn’t respond. Instead, she simply walked across the patio, climbed into his lap and snuggled her face into his neck. It took Jack by complete surprise; he wrapped one arm carefully around her. He looked at Cam; the confused look on his face was reflected back to him in Cam’s face.
Kallie sat up, kissed Jack lightly on his jaw line, and brought her eyes to his. Those damn grey eyes.
“I’m sorry, Jack,” she said.
“Kallie, do you- is your memory back?” Jack asked.
She smiled, nodding her head. “I think so. I remember this last week or so like it was a dream, but I know it happened. The last thing I remember that seems real was Drew grabbing me in the bathroom at the party. Then I remember waking up in a hospital in so much pain. Now I’m here, I guess,” she said, shrugging her shoulders.
Cam looked at her like she was insane. “You get your memory back after being thrown from a car, going into cardiac arrest, and living a week with amnesia, and that’s how you describe the experience? Unbelievable.”
Kallie shrugged again. “I don’t know Cam; I just feel like I was watching everything separated from myself, screaming inside because I knew everything but couldn’t get my brain to work with me. It was such a weird feeling; I can’t really describe it. I sort of remembering being distant from you, Jack, and I’m really sorry for that. That wasn’t fair.”
Jack shook his head in disbelief. “None of this is your fault, Kallie. I’m just happy that you’re back with us.” Jack ran his hand through her hair and cradled her head back on his shoulder. He was elated to have Kallie back, but he had so many mixed emotions built up from this past week and from Cam’s huge news.
“I’m sorry; I have to do something inside,” Jack said suddenly, unwrapping himself from Kallie’s arms and hurrying into the house.
Kallie watched him, frowning. She looked over to Cameron, who was watching Jack as well.
“Did I do something wrong?” Kallie asked.
“No,” Cam said surely, “you didn’t. It’s been a long week for all of us; maybe he just needs a moment.”
“Yeah, I guess. Okay,” Kallie replied timidly, taking a small bite of a bagel. She was really hungry when she woke up this morning, but she didn’t really have an appetite anymore.
Kallie didn’t know why Jackson was still so upset. Everyone seemed excited for her to be back to normal but him. It had been four days since she recovered her memory; every other aspect of her life had returned to normal except for her relationship with Jack. Drew had been arrested and was awaiting trial. Cam had told Kallie that Jack had quit his job in the city and taken a job here in the Hamptons, something that Kallie was so excited about but would have been more excited about if Jack himself had talked to her about. They were in a really good place before her amnesia; really developing a solid relationship that she could have seen going somewhere good. Now he barely looked at her anymore, and when he did, his eyes were strained and full of something that looked like anger. Kallie still had his hoodie and slept in it every night; she remembered that wearing it in the hospital was the only time she felt relaxed, and when she recovered her memory and recalled whose hoodie it was, she knew exactly why it had made her happy. It was Jack’s, like she was. Even though she wasn’t so sure of that now. She wished she could sit down and talk to him, but he never seemed to want to be in a room alone with her. Cam could feel the tension too; whenever he was in a room with the two of them and Jack shifted himself to put space between himself and Kallie, Cam shook his head in disappointment.
One afternoon, Cam had enough. “Kallie, can you go inside for a second? I need to talk to my brother in private,” Cam said tightly.
Without a word, Kallie got up out of her patio chair and went inside. Cam picked up his chair and dropped it loudly in front of his brother, sitting down in it and making Jack look directly in his face.
“What the hell is wrong with you? Your girl gets her memory back and wants nothing to do with anyone but you, and you all but ignore her? She’s practically throwing herself at you and you couldn’t care less!”
Jack dropped his eyes, and when he looked back up at his brother, his eyes were full of raw pain. “I can’t do this, Cam. I thought I could, but I can’t. This whole thing was way too real. I don’t even mean the whole ‘virgin’ thing; I can deal with that. But I really put a lot of thought into me and her, and I can’t deal with another situation like this. Kallie’s got my entire mind and heart, and if something this bad- or worse- ever happened again, it would be the end of me. I can’t be with her.”
I can’t be with her. When Kallie got back to her room, she had cracked her window so she could attempt to eavesdrop on the conversation taking place outside. She couldn’t hear a lot because of the sound of the ocean, but she heard that sentence loud and clear. It ripped her heart out. She knew that she had screwed a lot up when her memory only allowed recollection of Cameron, but she didn’t know it was this bad.
Kallie couldn’t stay here anymore, but she didn’t know where else to go. She went to the closet and grabbed her Vera Bradley duffle. She threw in all the clothes that she brought with her, leaving behind the clothes that Jack had bought her. She left her computer on the bed but put her cell phone in her pocket, needing the security of not feeling stranded if she had an emergency. She jotted a quick note and left it on her bed. Kallie made sure that Cam and Jack were still occupied on the patio, and that Sophie and Linc weren’t watching her. She slipped out the front door and walked toward the main road, calling a cab company along the way. Kallie didn’t know where she would ask them to take her; she just knew she was supposed to go away.
Cam knocked softly on Kallie’s door. He wanted to talk to her about Jack. He was just as frustrated with his idiot brother as Kallie was- what was Jack’s problem?! The girl you love loves you right back, and you push her away because it upsets you to see her hurting? Of course it upsets you, he’d said to Jack, you’re in LOVE with her! Cam spent a half an hour trying to talk some sense into Jack, but he had to give up. Grow the fuck up, Jackson; he’d finally screamed at his brother, and went inside to find Kallie.
When she didn’t answer the door, Cam swung it open. Kallie wasn’t inside. Her computer was on the bed and there was a note resting on it. He quickly glanced at the note and grabbing it off the bed, he rushed back outside to Jack.
“Jackson!” Cam called outside. Jack met him at the patio door. He thrust the note into Jack’s chest.
Thank you, for everything. Cam-I’m sorry. Jack- I miss you already. I’ve missed you for over a week, actually. Kallie.
“She left?” Jack exclaimed, “Where?”
“How am I supposed to know?” Cam yelled in frustration. “All the shit that you’ve been blaming yourself for was never your fault, but this is. Fix it.”
At the sound of their raised voices, Sophie and Linc came into the room. “What’s going on in here?” Sophie asked.
Cam turned to his mother. “Kallie left because Jackson is an asshole.”
Jack rolled his eyes at Cam. “Shut up.”
“Why should I shut up? You know that’s the truth.”
“Boys! Enough!” Sophie scolded them, like they were children again, “Cameron, stop egging your brother on. Jackson, you would be a fool to lose this girl. Fix it.” Sophie said, and left the room with Linc following.
“But-“ Jack stammered.
“Fix it!” Sophie called back to him, not even turning around.
Jack turned to Cam. “What do I do?”
Cam shrugged, clapping his brother on the shoulder. “We fix it, I guess.”
The corner of Jack’s mouth turned up in a small smile. “Thanks Cam.”
Meanwhile, Kallie had gotten a cab to pick her up about a mile from the house.
“Where do you want to go?” The driver asked in a thick accent.
“Anywhere,” Kallie answered.
“You need to be a little more specific,” he answered with a friendly chuckle.
“That’s kind of far,” the driver said unsurely.
“Do you have time?” Kallie asked sweetly.
“I have a world of time for a pretty girl,” he answered, and pulled out on to the highway.
Kallie sat back and rested her head on the seat. The cab radio was playing an old 80’s station, and Kallie loved it. She sat quietly for a while, reflecting on the past few months that she’d known Jack and Cam. She had been scared at first; she’d never trusted a man in her whole life, with the exception of her foster father, and he’d left her with no word. Cameron was the one who had originally eased her fears; he was so calm and confident that she couldn’t help but like him. Jackson had been hard to read from the start; keeping his distance from her and letting Cam take the lead in everything he did. It was Jack that had made her felt safe though. Even if something bad happened, he always made it better. She trusted both of the boys, but she’d trusted Jack with her life, and he’d always come through for her. Admitting her love for Jack to Cam was one of the hardest things she’d ever done, because it solidified her vulnerability for him. Kallie had thought that there was something really strong between her and Jack, and when he’d asked her to the party as his date, she’d felt like she was on Cloud 9. Something big must have happened, while she was in the hospital or when she had amnesia, to make Jack think that she didn’t have feelings for him anymore. Her head was spinning around and around with thoughts, and the more she thought, the more confused and distraught she got. Her thoughts always ended at the same conclusion though; she wanted Jack, and she wished that he still wanted her too.
Kallie thought that the cab driver could tell that she was deep in thought, because he remained quiet the entire ride instead of making idle chit chat. She even dozed off a few times, dreaming of only one thing- Jack. When she finally arrived in Montauk, she paid the driver with a wad of bills from her pocket. He’d dropped her off near one of the smaller bed & breakfasts, and she thought that that would be a good place to stay for the night instead of one of the crowded hotels. Kallie asked at the front desk for a small room; she was lucky that they still had a few available that night and she was able to go right up. She took a long, hot shower, using the complimentary shampoo and conditioner. It smelled like peaches, not like her signature strawberry shampoo that she loved. She wanted to sit down and make a plan for the next few weeks, but she was so tired, physically and emotionally. After her shower, Kallie dressed in leggings and Jack’s hoodie. She hadn’t even realized that she’d packed it, but she was secretly glad that she did. It made her happy, even if Jack didn’t want to. Grabbing the soft duvet off of the bed, Kallie went downstairs and outside to sit on the beach for a while. She’d left her cell phone in the room; no one would call her anyway.
At home, Jack and Cam tried to hatch a plan to find Kallie. They knew that she hadn’t taken any of their cars, so she must have caught a cab. There were 8 different cab companies servicing their general area; the boys weren’t above calling them all to find more information. Jack took half the list while Cam took the other half, both of them using their cell phones so they could get through the list faster. Reaching the end of their lists, they had no new clues. It was like she had dropped off the face of the earth.
“Jack,” Cam said suddenly, “Where’s Kallie’s phone?”
“I don’t know,” he answered, “Probably on her bed with her computer.”
“It’s not. I checked. What if she has it with her? You can call Kev and he can trace it!”
Jack’s eyes lit up. “Call her phone first; let’s make sure it’s not here.”
Cam dialed the number. It rang 5 times and went to voicemail. He tried it a few more times, listening hard in case it was on vibrate. “It’s not here Jack, call Kev.”
Jack immediately selected Kev’s private cell phone number from his contact list. Kev picked up after 2 rings.
“Jackson! Long time no talk! What can I do for you?” Kev said brightly.
“Hi Kev. I need a favor; I need you to run a trace on that iPhone I just added.”
“No problem; hold on one moment.” Jack could hear papers shuffling and computer keyboard keys clicking away on Kev’s end.
“That line is on the end of the Montauk right now, more specifically at Sarah’s B & B.” Kev told Jack after a few moments.
“What? Thanks Kev,” Jack replied, hanging up the phone quickly.
“Where is she?” Cam asked.
“No freaking way.”
“That’s what I said. Road trip?”
“Hell yeah bro, let’s go!”
Jack and Cam told their parents where they were going, packed small bags, and hopped into Jack’s SUV. They didn’t talk much on the long ride, both of them with their own thoughts. By the time they arrived in Montauk, it was after midnight. Jack carefully followed the GPS to the address that Kev had texted him. They pulled into the small hotel’s parking lot.
“Let me do the talking,” Cam said to Jack as they were walking inside. Jack laughed quietly, but let his brother take the lead.
There was a cute young girl at the foyer desk with short brown hair and a tiny diamond stud in her nose. Cam sauntered in, leaning over the counter toward her and flashing his mega-watt smile. The girl blushed and looked down. Good job Cam, Jack thought.
“Hey doll, I was wondering if you could help me out,” Cam drawled.
The girl cleared her throat and tucked her hair nervously behind her ears. “What can I do for you?” she stammered.
“We dropped my sister off earlier and then went to a ball game, and now she’s not answering her phone to tell us what room she’s in! We don’t want to have to sleep In the car tonight,” Cam went on, smiling.
“What’s her last name?” The girl asked.
“Romero,” Cam replied.
The girl typed into her computer. “She’s in room 412; I’ll give you a key just in case she’s sleeping and doesn’t come to open the door.” She took a key from a box under the counter with a fuzzy keychain attached. Handing Cam the key, she flashed him a shy smile and Cam winked. Good old Cam; his charm always came in handy.
The boys used an old elevator to go upstairs. “What do I say to her?” Jack asked Cam.
Cam snorted. “I’m not telling you anything. Just say what’s in your heart. All I know is, you better come home with that girl on your arm, or I’m kicking your ass,” Cam said, narrowing his eyes at his brother.
The elevator dinged and opened on the fourth floor. Jack and Cam walked down the hall to 412, and before they inserted the key, Jack put his ear to the door. He could hear the quiet conversation on the television inside, but nothing else. He quietly put the key in the slot on the door and swung the door open slowly. The lights were off and he could see Kallie, curled up in the bed and fast sleep. Safe and Sound. Her cell phone was on the counter in the small efficiency kitchen, screen down. Her Vera Bradley duffle bag was on the side of the bed that she wasn’t on. She wasn’t under the blankets, so Jack could see that she was wearing his hoodie. With a huge grin, he looked at Cam. Cam smiled, shaking his head.
“Should I wake her up?” Jack asked Cam.
“You should probably wake her up before she wakes up herself and beats the shit out of you because she thinks you’re an intruder,” Cam answered, and Jack had to do everything in his power to keep from laughing loudly.
On the ride here, Jackson had come to a conclusion with himself. He loved this girl with all of his heart, and hated to see her hurt. So if he loved her so much, why wouldn’t he want to be the one to catch her when she fell, to be there when she needed a shoulder to cry on, or to just be someone she could count on no matter what? He wanted to be that, and he was going to be that. He just hoped that she hadn’t decided on the ride out that she wanted something different.
Jack squat down next to the head of Kallie’s bed and reaching out, he gently stroked the side of her face.
“Kallie, sweetheart, wake up.”
Kallie fluttered her eyelids slowly, and then jerked wide awake and sat up straight. She reached over and flicked the side table lamp on.
“Jack? Cam? What are you guys doing here? How did you find me?”
“A friend of mine tracked your cell phone number. We didn’t know where you had gone or if you might have been in trouble,” Jack explained. “I hope you’re not mad,” he added,
“I’m not mad. I’m sorry I left; I just didn’t know what else to do,” she said, looking at Jack.
Cam took the silent hint. “I’m going downstairs to see if they have any food,” he said, leaving Jack and Kallie alone in the room.
Kallie looked down at her fingers. Jack sat on the edge of the bed, near her Indian style crossed legs. He reached over and tilted her face up with his fingertips. She looked up and into his eyes, her stomach turning a somersault.
“Hi Jack,” she said shyly.
“Hey Kallie,” he replied back.
A tear slipped down her cheek. “I’m sorry,” she said quietly.
“Letting Drew take me. Forgetting you. Leaving.”
“The only thing there that’s your fault is the leaving.”
“I made you mad,” she said, brushing her fingers through her hair and pushing it from her face.
“You made me upset, Kallie. You could never make me mad. I was sad when I thought you’d forgotten all the bad things in your life, and that I was one of them. I only want to bring good feelings to you.”
Kallie looked down again. “I’m scared to death of you,” she whispered.
Jack took a deep breath in and pulled away from her. He couldn’t believe what she just said. “What?!”
Kallie looked up at him through her wet lashes, tears streaming down her face. “You could break me,” she whispered, “I’m in so deep.”
Jack reached out and touched her face. “Baby, you intoxicate me. One look from you and you could have me on my knees in front of you, at your beck and call. I’m in love with you.” He wiped her tears with this thumb.
“I bet I love you more,” she whispered.
Jack pressed his forehead to hers. “Not a chance in hell, babe,” he said, and he kissed her. She froze in shock for a split second, and then responded. She ran her hands up his strong biceps and wrapped both of her arms around his neck. Jack ran his hand through her soft blonde hair and held the back of her head. He could feel electricity running between the two of them, and he loved every second of it. Kissing her was better than he’d ever imagined. Kallie pulled back, but still stayed close enough that Jack could feel her warm, shallow breaths on his face.
“Whoa,” she said, breathless.
Jack smiled, saying nothing. Then he laughed. “I’m speechless. I couldn’t even come up with ‘Whoa’,” he said, and laughed again. Kallie joined in his laughter too and wiped the tears from her face. She shifted closer to Jack, wrapping her arms around him and snuggling into his neck. Jack wrapped his strong arms around her and squeezed.
“I can definitely get used to doing this whenever I want,” Jack said.
“You could have always done this,” Kallie responded, “You just didn’t think you could.” She turned her head and kissed Jack lightly on the neck. “I love you.”
“I bet I love you more,” Jack replied, teasing her.
“Not a chance in hell, babe,” Kallie said, and kissed him again.
Cam knocked on the door and peeked in. “Can I come in, or should I go find some rope to tie Kallie down so she doesn’t leave again?”
Kallie giggled and rested her head on Jack’s shoulder. He weaved his arm through hers and interlocked their fingers. “Come on in, Cameron.”
Cam opened the door all the way and looked from Jack to Kallie. “Wait, this is legit? You two are together?” Cam asked excitedly.
Jack nodded with a wide grin and Kallie kissed his shoulder.
“Alright!” Cam shouted, and ran across the room and jumped in the bed and awkwardly snuggled between them, making Kallie squeal and laugh.
“Are we staying the night here, or going home?” Cam asked.
“I don’t care,” Kallie answered.
“You’ve already got the room, Kal; let’s get some sleep and then head back in the morning,” Jack decided.
Cam and Kallie both agreed; all three of them were exhausted. The boys decided that Kallie should have the double bed, and Cam and Jack flipped a coin for who would sleep on the small couch. Cam won. They pulled the extra blankets out of the closet and made up the couch for Cam and a spot on the floor for Jack. Once they all lay down and relaxed, happy that everything was finally resolved, they began to fall asleep.
“Psst. Jack,” Kallie whispered after she heard Cam snoring softly, “Are you awake still?”
“Mmhmm,” Jack mumbled sleepily.
Kallie slipped out of the bed and sat next to Jack on the floor. “I can’t sleep,” Kallie said.
Jack opened one eye and looked at Kallie. “Why not?” he asked with amusement.
She shrugged. “Do you want to lay with me?”
Jack pursed his lips. “I don’t know, Kal. I’m okay on the floor, I guess.” Kallie pouted.
“Stop pouting; it’s too cute to resist.” Jack said, making Kallie grin and then pout more.
“Pleaaaaase,” she whined.
“Jack, get in the damn bed and both of you shut up. I’m exhausted,” Cam complained, throwing a couch pillow at Kallie, who ducked just in time.
Kallie began to giggle, which made Jack start to laugh too. Cam cursed, threw another pillow at Kallie- which made contact this time- and then started to laugh loudly himself.
“Sorry, Cameron,” Kallie said, “Go to sleep. I’ll be quiet.”
“Love you, Kal,” Cam said, and turned his back to them.
“Love you too,” she replied, and looked back at Jack.
“Please?” she whispered.
“Sure,” Jack replied. Kallie smiled and climbed back in the bed. Jack got in on the other side, but kept his distance. Kallie moved over and snuggled in close to him.
“Good night, Jack.”
“Good night, Kallie.”
She snuggled her head into his chest. “I love you.”
“I love you too, baby,” Jack said. He hesitantly draped his arm over her waist and pulled her closer. He smiled to himself when she relaxed. Jack began to doze as well, more comfortable than he’d ever been in his entire life.
The three of them went home the next day, Jack behind the wheel of the car, Kallie in the passenger seat, and Cam lounged out in the back. They had the music up and the windows down; all the tension between them was gone. Kallie had her shoes off and her feet up on the dashboard, tapping her toes and singing along to the Frank Ocean track that was currently blaring through the speakers. When they stopped at a traffic light, Jack reached over and grabbed the back of Kallie’s head and pulled her to him, kissing her.
“I love that I can do that. It will never get old,” Jack said with a smile.
“Oh get a room!,” Cam teased.
When they got close to their parent’s home, Jack got an idea.
“Kallie, do you want to go see the house I’m looking at?”
Kallie’s eyes lit up. “Of course!”
Jack took a quick left and made his way out towards the house. Kallie watched out the window curiously.
“Alright, it will be coming up on the right. A couple lives there now, but they know I’m interested and will let us look around,” Jack said.
Pulling up to the house, Kallie took a breath in. Sophie and Linc’s home was spectacular, but it paled in comparison to this one. She thought it looked like a doll house. Large columns lined the front of the white house, which sported pale blue shutters on all of the windows. The landscaping was flawless, and she could tell that the backyard met the sand on the coast of the Atlantic Ocean.
“Jack…” she breathed.
“Do you like it?”
“I love it.”
“Dude,” Cam said, “this is off the hook. It looked good on the computer but it looks even better in person.”
Jack parked the car on the side of the house and turned off the engine. Getting out, he rushed over to Kallie’s side, opening the door politely for her. He grabbed her hand and interlocked their fingers, squeezing gently. Kallie looked up at him and grinned. The three of them walked up to the front door and Jack knocked. An older woman with silver hair and a warm smile answered the door.
“Jackson! It’s nice to see you again!” she exclaimed.
“Miss Millie; the pleasure is all mine,” Jack said, “This is my brother, Cameron, and my girlfriend, Kallie. I wanted to show them the house.”
“Come on in! Peter is in the backyard. I’ll give you the grand tour!”
Kallie thought the house was beautiful. It had 5 bedrooms, 6 ½ bathrooms, a dining room, large kitchen, den, and media room. The whole house had high ceilings and lots of windows. The kitchen was very modern and had a small breakfast nook, with a large bay window overlooking the Atlantic Ocean. Every bedroom had a window overlooking the ocean, but the master bedroom was out of this world. It had a huge bathroom with a 2 person shower and a large Jacuzzi. The bedroom itself was big enough to hold a king size bed, a small sectional couch, an extravagant vanity, and a tall window that opened up on to a balcony facing the ocean. On the balcony were two oversized lounge chairs with a small matching table, and an oversized armchair with an ottoman.
The outside patio spanned the whole back of the house. To the right of the patio was a large in-ground swimming pool. There was a short section of grass at the bottom of the patio stairs, then sand, then water. Kallie stared, not wanting to blink.
“How do you like it?” Miss Millie asked.
“I love it. It’s absolutely stunning. You have a beautiful home, Miss Millie,” Kallie answered.
Jack squeezed Kallie’s hand. “Am I going for this one?”
“Jack, its up to you. This is your decision. If you’re asking if I like it- I love it. But what would you do with your house in the city?”
Jack smiled. “I already have a buyer. My realtor left me a message this morning. They even offered what I was asking for it. Miss Millie is selling her house ‘By owner’; should I make her an offer?”
Kallie looked into Jack’s eyes and gave him a tiny nod. Jack turned to Miss Mille. “Are you still asking what we originally talked about?”
“Yes sir. Peter and I are old and tired; we are just ready to get out of here and spend some time with the grandkids in Los Angeles.”
“You’ve got a deal then, Miss Mille,” Jack said, offering his hand out to Miss Millie and shaking hers, sealing the deal.
Miss Millie smiled and leaned over the balcony. “Peter! We’ve got a deal! Let’s go see those grandbabies!”