"If I must." She turned P.J. loose but fixed a stern look on Jared. "I've said it before but I'll say it again. You be good to her or you'll have me to answer to."
Jared snorted. "Do I look stupid to you?"
Gert merely elevated her eyebrows above the rims of her cat's-eye glasses, and he laughed. "Okay, Mama Bear."
A faint flush stained the cheeks of a woman who probably hadn't blushed since the Eisenhower Administration, but Jared didn't tease her about it. He simply said, "I know exactly what I've got with Peej." He pulled her in front of him again and wrapped her in his arms. "I'm the luckiest man on the planet."
P.J. laughed and snuggled in, beaming over her shoulder at him. She felt as if she could burst, she was so happy. She'd thought she'd hit the pinnacle of contentment when her career had finally taken off, never dreaming that such happiness could exist for her on a personal level. Yet suddenly she had it alclass="underline" the man she loved beyond anything in the world, her music, good friends and now a close-knit family andtheir good friends. She purely couldn't imagine life getting any better than this.
"This is just the beginning," Jared murmured, as if he somehow had a direct line to her innermost thoughts. "You and me, Peej? We're just getting started."
She smiled up at him and didn't care that her heart was probably right there for the entire party to see. What the heck, this was her wedding shower-she was supposed to wear her heart in her eyes.
"Yeah, just getting started," she whispered, going up on her toes and twisting to give him a peck on the chin. "How great is that?"