Chapter 33. Jasper

It was Friday morning, as always, right after our breakfast he would go to the office. Tara and I had spent the last couple of days at his childhood home with Peggy. I've gotten to know her better, she helped me maneuver around his mom. Until yesterday, I haven't talked to his mom more than polite greetings when I handed Tara to her care, obviously, Peggy was there at all times she personally assured me that she would. Jasper trusts her and so do I.

 

"Are you sure you're okay? You look like you have something on your mind." Jasper asked when we were having our breakfast and Tara was busy with her cream soup and bite-size toasts.

The man knows me too fucking well. I was worried, yesterday, I had a worrying talk with his mom, and I was not sure about telling him. So, I didn't. For now.

"I'm okay, I'm glad today is Friday, tomorrow, we will have you for the weekend,"

"Err... about that," he paused drinking his coffee, took my hand in his, and I know he