Page 93 of The Moment You Know

“Obviously. And unfortunately, she succeeded.” Paige’s voice lowered a little. “I saw him, Jules.”

“Jacob?”

“Yes.”

“Really?”

“I mean, they were at the park and I—”

“Oh, my God, you were watching them?”

“No, I wasn’t—”

“Oh, you totally were.”

“—and anyway, ‘watching’ is a strong word.”

“Spying, then?”

“Jesus,” Paige sputtered. “I wasn’t spying.”

“Okay, so we’re back to watching,” Jules said.

“No, we’re not.”

“How long were you watching them?”

“I wasn’t—”

“A creepy amount of time? Or a non-creepy amount of time?”

“I’m not answering that.”

“Must have been a creepy amount of time.”

“For God’s sake, Jules.”

“The sooner you own it, the sooner we can move on.”

“Fine.” Paige released a giant sigh. “I was watching them.”

“Thank you. So, how long were you watching them?”

Paige knew Jules was trying to use humor to lighten what was obviously a painful subject, but Paige responded seriously. “I wish I hadn’t looked at all, to be honest. I won’t ever be able to unsee Jacob’s little face.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s my own damn fault.”

“So, what does he look like?” Jules asked after a brief pause.

Paige took a deep breath and exhaled. “From what I could see, he looks like David’s clone. His own personal mini-me with a crewcut. He’s adorable. And no, I didn’t take a picture.”

“Why not?”

“Yeah, sorry. I was trying to not draw any attention to myself. The last thing I needed was to be caught spying on them—er, shit. Watching them.”

Jules chuckled at Paige’s slip and then said, “Fair enough. I’ll give you a pass this time.”

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