Dirty Little Freaks (27 page)

“Babe, that’s not what I mean...you don’t need to drop any classes, I’m loaded.”

“But your family…” I trail off and look at him with my eyebrows raised.

“They have their money, but I have mine...it’s a trust from my grandfather, I spoke with my lawyer last week when I started planning this, just to make sure they can’t touch it.” He informs me, and grins, “we’re rich, babe.”

I don’t know what to say to him, but the realization hits me slowly and I grin back, matching his. “Are you serious? Rich? Fuck yeah, I knew there was a reason I took you back,” I say. I immediately grow serious, not wanting him to think this is true, and “I do love you Hush; rich or poor. I don’t know how I survived before I met you. I was living half a life, convincing myself I was ok with it, with meaningless relationships and gigantic walls built up around myself,” I tell him. “You not only broke down those walls, I think you’ve fucked me in every way possible on the ruins.” I laugh, and continue, “thank you for showing me that I can love, that I’m worthy of love.”

“I love you, Jade, Jack,” he says, “whatever your name is. I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Let’s fuck and laugh and love and dream and make beautiful babies and grow old together. Are you up for it?”

“Well, you don’t hear me saying fencepost, do you?” I reply with a shit-eating grin. I take his hand, look him right in his gorgeous blue-green eyes and say, “Let’s fucking do this.”

There’s no sunset, but we drive off into the future, my stomach fluttering with the possibilities it holds for both of us. This big, crazy, amazing world won’t know what hit it.