I scrambled through the alley and launched myself into the sedan, my head bumping someone’s thigh. Given that thigh was wearing expensive pants, I began to worry that I was being tricked and had just gone through this whole ordeal only to find Masterson was playing another one of his sick games.How
I screamed. “NO!!!”The FBI agent turned, and Jake took the opportunity to grab for the gun. A shot went off and Jake groaned.“Fucking hell,” the FBI agent said. He turned and pointed the gun in my direction while Jake curled on the ground, holding his stomach.I turned and ran.Another shot went o
-Caleb-Wade was not my favorite person right now.As he laid Jacey carefully down on the sofa and checked for even pupil dilation, I paced the rug anxiously.“Sit down, Caleb,” Darren said after a while.“She’s fine. Maybe a very mild concussion, but she shouldn’t need to see a doctor,” Wade mutter
I walked into the bathroom and sat on the edge of the bathtub while Jacey sat on the toilet. We watched patiently for several minutes. Just one line appeared.“Okay, we’re not pregnant,” I said, though I felt a little sad about that.“No, we’re not.” She sounded both sad and relieved at the same tim
“Charming.” Wade finished putting his things away. “Well, at least we don’t need to worry about any accidental pregnancies until the gyno team gets here. He’ll be lucky if she doesn’t cut his dick off for that one.”“Caleb, Jacey, I know you’re both under a lot of stress,” Darren sighed. “But I need
-Jacey-I spent most of the evening crying into my pillow. How could Caleb have said that? He made it sound as though I didn’t care about our family at all.The only times I left my bed were to go to the bathroom. Luckily, I had an en suite, so I didn’t have to go out into the hall and risk running
It nearly killed me.What if we weren’t those people once we were out of danger? We hadn’t had a chance to grow together organically as we should have. Everything was always danger, danger, danger!Who was I without Caleb?I needed to figure that out before I had any more conversations with him abou
“We,” he said. “We will have a toddler. I promised you, and I promised Will. That boy is my son, no matter what.”Tears pricked my eyes. “But what if we don’t stay together?”Caleb stiffened. “Then we’ll have shared custody, I suppose. But I’m still convinced we are a good idea. Aren’t you?”“Yes,”