Page 96 of Married to Number 22
Another blip of familiarity, but I still can’t place the men. “I’m Luna,” I say. “It’s, uh, nice to meet you.”
He releases my hand, glances around. “Your house is beautiful.”
“It was my grandmother’s.”
“I know.” His eyes sparkle with something I can’t comprehend, other than it seems like he’s in on a joke that I don’t know yet.
“Jean-Michel is Jean-MichelDubois,” Aiden says. “Owner of the Eagles and also?—”
“Titan Capital,” I whisper.
Holy shit.
There are people like my family, who—my restricted access to the family trust fund aside—have money to live comfortably and somewhat lavishly. And then there are people like Jean-Michel.
He could buy this house.
Buy the neighborhood.
Hell, buy the entire city and it wouldn’t even create a dent in his coffers.
And he’s standing in Grams’s back yard.
Thank God Kathy helped me put up the twinkly lights.
“Aiden told me a little about what’s been going on with your family?—”
My eyes go wide, hope blooming in my belly. This man could take on my brother and father, could truly help me make a difference.
“—and also some about your dreams for Smythe?—”
My eyes go wider, hope growing, spreading.
“—and while I don’t know a ton about medical products?—”
My stomach sinks, the hope that had been building inside me deflating like a leaking balloon.
But he’s still talking. “Luckily, Jace does.”
Jean-Michel nods at the man next to him, tall and handsome with a kind smile.
He sticks his hand out. “Jace Henderson. I own Genen-core.”
My mouth drops open and I robotically shake Jace’s hand, but I’m looking Aiden. With complete and utter shock.
Because…
If Jean-Michel is a titan—no pun intended—in the business world, Jace is renowned in the biomedical sphere…andfor his work in making health care accessible to everyone.
And Aiden did this for me.
Brought these men into my orbit.
Slowly, I turn to face him, mouth opening, all the feelings I have for this him—the boy I knew and loved, the man I’m still learning but absolutely loving now—welling up, prepared to enter the air.
But I don’t get that far, don’t get to give voice to the words.
Because I hear?—
