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Jack always knew that when you had a little too much to drink, you’d start randomly rambling about some nonsense.
So when you came home from a girl’s night out, with a little sway in your step and a drunken haze in your eyes, he prepared himself for whatever may start tumbling from your lips.
However, he was definitely not prepared to learn about your very interesting dating history. Jack wasn’t a super jealous person or anything. You and he both understood you had lives before each other. Hell, Jack was a widow when he met you! But he didn’t realize how…colorful your dating life was prior to him.
So he laid there in bed with you, after making sure you drank lots of water and helped you brush your teeth. Your head rests on his chest as you begin to drunkenly ramble about your previous boyfriends. His hand rubbing your back in a soothing motion all the while you relay details about each of your exes.
“Andrew had like major mommy issues. His brothers did too, but him the most, I think. Their family would pull off these heists in order to make money to live.”
“Did you ever tell the cops?”
You shake your head, “His mom scared the fuck outta me. Would probably have me killed if she thought I was talking to the cops. I tried to get Andrew to leave with me, but he just couldn’t. Last I heard, he went to prison for getting caught doing a robbery or something.”
Jack nods, “Well, I’m glad you got out of that relationship. Seemed like he was a bad guy.”
You sigh and shake your head, “Not necessarily. He was actually really sweet when it was just us two…but his relationship with his family was so complicated and dysfunctional,” you played with the hem of Jack’s t-shirt while you continued to talk, “Yeah…anyway, despite him being a criminal, he wasn’t as bad as my boyfriend after that. He was a cop, but a corrupt one.”
Jack looks at you with wide eyes, “Excuse me?”
You slowly nod with a smirk, “Yeah. Thought I’d find something good with a cop. You know, they’re supposed to be all about serving the people and justice and all that shit! Anyway, he was deputy working on organized crime and was very committed to ‘cleaning up the streets’,” you say with air quotes, “Turns out he was actually helping dirty the streets by working with a gang leader and shit.”
Jack’s interest piques, “This happened while you were together?”
You nod, “Yeah, but I was completely unaware because I was focusing on settling at Northwestern MC. Trying to fit in with the other nurses there. I didn’t find all of this out until after we were long over.” Your hand slides under his shirt and settles on his stomach.
“What happened to him?” Jack’s hand rests on top of yours.
“Got killed in the line of duty apparently.”
Jack hums, “Karma got him.”
You snort, “Literally.” You stay silent for a little and Jack thought you were done, but then you continued.
“Clayton was okay. He was a workaholic and overbearing dad. He was a councilman for a small city in Hawaii, on his way to be mayor. He was all about image and wanting his son to make something of himself. But I saw how much that kid loved being a lifeguard.
"We got into an argument about his son and his future and, I guess I was out of line, because I said that he shouldn’t hover so much on his son. He ended things with me right then and there.”
“Just because you wanted to help his son?”
You hum, “Mhm. Said I didn’t know what I was talking about because I didn’t have kids. Kinda sucks because I saw how much that kid loved what he was doing and Clayton thought it was bullshit. Thought that it wasn’t some prestigious job that he could brag about,” You sigh and move your head a little to get more comfortable in Jack’s embrace, “I check in with Kainalu from time to time.”
“And his dad?”
“Hadn’t spoken to him since. According to Kainalu, he’s mayor now and has loosened up a bit after seeing the good his son is doing.”
Jack nods in approval, “Good for him….is that all of your exes?”
“Nope!” you shake your head with a grin, “Then there was Brett. He was my last ex before I moved here and met you.”
“What was wrong with this one?”
“Nothing besides that he could be a dick sometimes. He’s a firefighter for CalFire. He’d travel to different firehouses that needed to get their shit together and he’d whip 'em into shape. Sometimes he wouldn’t drop that shit when he was with me though. But I’d call him out on it and he’d switch it up. So that was nice, I guess.”
“So what made things end?”
“I got really anxious about him going out on calls. He almost died on one call and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. It kept me up at night, but I couldn’t tell him because he loved what he did and he was good at it.”
“Was it you that ended things?”
You sigh, “Yeah. I couldn’t handle the worry and I didn’t want him to feel burdened by my worry.”
Jack tightens his hold on you, “Never feel like you’re a burden for having a big heart. You care a lot and that’s not a bad thing.”
You smile at your fiancé, “Thanks, honey.” You lean in and peck his lips.
When you break apart, Jack smirks, “So you’ve dated a criminal, a corrupt cop, an overbearing mayor, and a dick firefighter.”
You giggle and poke his belly, “Yeah but now I’m engaged a super hot doctor so I love that for me!”
Jack chuckles as he continues to cuddle you, “Yeah, I love that for you too, honey.”