Disclaimer: I do not own "While You Were Sleeping."
Jack grinned warmly after Mary had dove in to hug him in the doorway of the Callaghan house.
"Don't wake Lucy,"
she whispered rather loudly, he turned abruptly towards the living room and before the words
"Who's Lucy?"
tumbled from his mouth it was already too late, he had fallen for her. He often looked back on that moment, replaying it in his mind over and over. It was bittersweet and amusing all at once. Amusing that his love-at-first-sight experience was the when he saw the back of a woman sleeping on a couch. Bittersweet because after falling for her the next words out of his younger sister's mouth were
"Lucy is Peter's fiancée."
Jack had replied in disbelief
"No, that's not Peter's fiancée."
What he realized now though is that it wasn't merely disbelief on his brother's choice of a wife but that he himself did not want to believe she belonged to anyone else. At this point in his recollecting he would laugh harshly at himself. He had always been careful about the women he dated and wasn't the type of guy to jump into anything or assume he loved someone just because she caught his eye. Oh but this time... Lucy, she was different and even sleeping barely visible on the couch he could tell.