Gosh, I love Harlow. And Jasper. Max. Edward. Just EVERYBODY. I wasn't anticipating how much I'd love these little snippets of Harlow and her future husband.
-Harlow-
Mom's totally going to know what I'm up to, but I take a shot.
Grabbing a chair, I pull it up next to her and sit down. "Mom, I'm going to take dad lunch."
"Oh really?"
She totally has my number, but I say it anyway. "I'm sure he's hungry." I don't meet her eyes but can tell she's staring at me.
I just so badly want to see Jasper.
She smiles at the screen of her laptop. "I packed him a lunch."
Of course I knew that already, but I whine like a two year old. "Mom. Jasper is soooooooooo cute."
He really is.
So cute.
"What about Seth? He's closer to your age, babe."
I want Jasper.
"I like Seth." I'm not lying. He's okay, but he's not Jasper. I'm not going to marry Seth. "He's nice, but Jasper, gosh, he is beautiful, Mom."
"Low, your dad would have a stroke."
He so would. Crazy dad. I love how much he loves us and how he protects all of us, but he has to know I'm going to find a boy to love some day.
Like today.
"I know. I just want to say hi. It's not like I'm going to ask him out. That's crazy. I bet he has a pretty college girlfriend anyway."
I would die!
Mom sighs, and I hold back my squeal when I know she's going to give in. She's the freaking best. "Take your dad some cookies. Take a little extra. Just say hi and then spend a little time with your dad. Take Max with you."
"Okay. MAX! We won't be gone long." I run into the house and fill a container with the cookies mom made today before I run upstairs and look in the mirror to make sure I don't have anything on my face.
When I get back downstairs Max is waiting and eating a cookie. "What are we doing?"
"Mom's letting me take dad cookies."
"Oh, dad, huh? Okay," Max says sarcastically making me laugh.
He follows me out, and I place the cookies in the backseat for safekeeping. I mean, I only want to see Jasper but now that the cookies are part of the plan, they have to whole and presentable. Mom would so freak if I offered broken crumbly cookies.
"Let me drive," Max says, nodding like it's a good idea.
"No way," I snort. "Dad would kill us."
"Yeah, you're right."
I let Max pick the music, though.
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Max opens the door for me, smirking over his shoulder, and I bump him with mine as I walk by. I love my brother.
When my eyes land on my husband to be I nearly fall dead.
He got a haircut!
It's still so pretty and blonde, but a little shorter and combed messy.
"Low, hey girl," the man of my dreams says all dreamily. "What's up, Max?"
"What's up? Is dad back there?"
Jasper nods, and I smile and hold up the cookies like a dork. "Mom made cookies."
He grins, and I watch Max roll his eyes before heading down the hallway to dad's office which means I only have seconds to convince Jasper to marry me. I mean, to give him a cookie or two.
I walk to the counter, and he stands, his blue eyes looking like the blue ocean of waves trying to drown me.
"You're not allergic to nuts are you? Mom put pecans." I grab two, my freaking hands shaking, and hold them out to him.
His fingers touch mine! Oh my gosh.
"I'm not allergic. Thanks, Low."
I feel like I'm going to hyperventilate. I watch him take a big bite, mesmerized by the way his mouth movies as he chews, so when dad calls my name I'm not expecting it and jump a mile off the ground. Jasper chokes and laughs, and now I'm humiliated.
I look at dad, and he has that look.
I close the container, and Jasper says quietly, "Really, thanks Low. These are good."
I smile shyly even though my mouth wants to break out into a creepy clown smile.
I love his voice.
"Babe," dad says impatiently.
"Bye, Jasper."
"See ya, girl."
Marry me.
When I walk to dad, he's kind of glaring at Jasper over my shoulder, but he pulls me to his side with an arm around my neck and kisses my head.
"He's too old for you, Low," he grumps seriously.
"What!" I laugh, looking up into his unhappy eyes. "Dad, I just gave him cookies."
And my heart.
