Chapter 13
Jacque lay in the tub her two best friends had filled with hot water and bubble bath. She felt bad for walking out on Fane, but she was hurting, scared, and anxious. No amount of him telling her she shouldn’t worry was going to make it better. Tears ran down her cheeks as she imagined all the horrific possibilities of what could happen at the challenge. He expects me not to worry—as if.
She stayed in the tub until the water cooled. As she got dressed and combed through her curls, Jacque pondered whether she should go to Fane or just go to bed. If she were honest with herself, she would do what every bit of her was craving to do: crawl up in his lap and let him hold her and spend as much time with him as possible. It truly was a no-brainer. As much as she loved Jen and Sally, a
