“I debated about doing this but I know I should. Now is best.” He reached in the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out a small velvet pouch. “Marissa, will you wear this for me?”
She frowned until a tarnished faux emerald ring fell out of the pouch. Her eyes widened. “My promise ring? I threw it away. How did you find it?”
He swallowed hard. “My mom pulled me aside after dinner a few nights ago and gave it to me. She said you tossed it in the road the night I left. She searched for it the next morning and then kept it in her jewelry box. She figured you might want it back someday.”
Tears stung her eyes. The gemstone no longer glimmered and scratches marred the tarnished gold band. Still, it was beautiful. “I’ll only wear it if you promise me something.”
“Yes?”
Marissa fisted her hands in his T-shirt. Heat radiated from his chest. “I don’t care if this trouble with Consuelo turns from bad to worse. If you have to leave to protect us, fine. If you can’t contact us, so be it, but you better return. I won’t accept anything less. Promise me you’ll do everything in your power to come back to us. We’re worth it, Jarrett.”
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