Jaxon
I f*****g hated to admit it to myself, but I had been going around and around in my head about it, and I came to one depressing conclusion: the Frankie brothers' threats had gotten to me. If it was just me, I wouldn't give a damn. I could fight those motherfuckers blindfolded with my hands tied behind my back, and if it turned out that I was wrong about that, well, that's life. I would have given it my best shot.
But things were different than they used to be. It wasn't just me I needed to worry about. I had Sara to protect. And Sara wanted kids. I had thought that I wanted kids. We had talked about it, and it had seemed like a good idea at the time. Now I wasn't so sure. I remembered how I used to laugh my ass off at guys who couldn't stop yapping about how they couldn't wait to
