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breasts. When our eyes met, the stare lingered, before I broke it by looking away. I may not have been the most beautiful woman, but I had to admit my body wasn’t bad.
    Jaxon’s eyes lingered on my DD’s, and it took me back to the night Declan died. The way he was so enamored with them when we made love. I chuckled out loud as I remembered him lying beside me and just staring at them. My chuckle was quickly followed by a tear. I still couldn’t think about that night without crying. I hoped no one noticed, but I saw Jaxon’s face, and I knew he did. He must’ve thought I was crazy. Maybe he only thought I was a normal hormonal crazy woman. I could only hope.
    We had sat down at the table when Sammy walked over to Jaxon and said, “Mister, what’s that thing on your face?” He pointed at his eyebrow piercing. I immediately cringed. Why, oh why, did my little man always feel the need to play twenty questions with strangers? I would never forget the time he asked the gentleman selling Shih Tzu puppies on the square downtown if their name meant they “shit” all the time. I tried so hard not to laugh at that one. He definitely had inherited his dad’s sense of humor.
    Jaxon looked a little startled by my son. “It’s a ring. I have my eyebrow pierced.”
    Sammy countered with, “Why would you do a thing like that?”
    “Because I wanted to have my eyebrow pierced, kid.”
    Sammy looked like he was really thinking hard about something. “Do you have your penis pierced too?” Holy hell , my son had not just asked that question. I was just praying that someone would wake me up from this horrible nightmare, but no, no they didn’t. It happened, and I needed to fix it, but all I really wanted to do was crawl under the dining room table and die of embarrassment. I was trying really hard to pick my jaw up off of the floor.
    All of the conversations around the room ended. Everyone was staring at me as if to say “do something now.”
    Jaxon looked over at me with a sexy grin. He winked and told my son, “I don’t really think we should talk about penises at the dinner table, little man.”
    That wasn’t really an answer, but it was good enough to make Sammy move over to my mom, “Do we have any chocolate pie, Granny?”
    My mom grabbed him and took him into the kitchen to get a piece of pie. I couldn’t look up. I could feel Jaxon staring at me again. My cheeks were on fire. I really thought I would die of embarrassment right there at the dinner table.  I looked over at Jaxon, who was still grinning, and said, “Sorry about that.  He’s kinda inquisitive.”
    “No problem. I probably look a little a different than the guys he’s used to seeing.”
    I didn’t know what to say to that, so I just shrugged my shoulders and got up to go see what Sammy was getting into in the kitchen.  After that embarrassing ordeal, the rest of lunch was pretty uneventful.
    After lunch, we headed out to the pond and fished for a bit. It had always been one of my favorite places to be. Going there always brought my stress level down several notches. I loved to go to the pond in the evening. To see the moonlight glistening on the water, hear the crickets chirp, and see the fireflies sparkling. It was so soothing and serene. It was a rather large pond with a little white dock that my dad and Uncle Max built for the kids to fish off of.
    The kids had a blast, and I think Jaxon did too. Nobody caught anything, but that didn’t matter, we always just threw them back anyway. Everyone was standing around, chatting, and having fun.
    Jaxon helped Mags when her line got stuck in a tree. She looked like she was scared of him. I didn’t know if it was the tattoos or the piercings or just the fact that he was a stranger. Finally, he leaned over and whispered something in her ear and she smiled. Then she didn’t look so scared of him anymore. She smiled every time she looked at him.
    When she came over to get a drink of iced tea from me,