Page 45 of My Fiancé's Brother 2

“You ready for this?”

I took a deep breath. “I think so.”

We sat in silence as we looked out over the huge backyard.

“What do you think of the house?”

“It’s nice. I love the backyard.”

“How come?”

“I had a backyard when I was a kid. I loved my backyard. My dad built a swing set for me.”

“You think Alien might want his own swing set?”

I felt a ping of hope in my heart thinking of Jackson building a swing set for our child. “Maybe.”

“How did you like your baptism by fire with the guys?” his voice was casual.

“I was nervous at first, but they all seem nice.”

“What happened with Alfie and Chris before I arrived?”

I froze for a heartbeat and then recovered. “Not much.”

“What happened?”

I shrugged, not wanting to talk about it.

“Tell me.”

“Well, at first they seemed to think that you married someone by the name of Harper.”

Radio silence crackled between us.

“Did they tell you who she is?”

My heart pounded in my throat. I didn’t want to know who Harper was, but Jackson wanted to tell me. This I knew. “Why don’t you?”

“She’s an ex-girlfriend.”

I had figured that one out.

“How long did you date?”

“Just over three years.”

Whisky Tango Foxtrot. Jackson had dated someone for three freaking years? Was this some kind of joke?

“You dated Harper for three years?” My voice scratched with emotion.

“Yeah.”

More radio silence while I digested that fact. My mind raced. He had dated someone for three years. What had gone wrong?

“So, when did you and Harper break up?”

“The night before I came to New York.”

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