“Jackie?”
“Yes?”
“You’re a damned fantasy come to life. Will you make love with me? Please? Just once?”
*****
Danielle watched the struggle play out across Jackie’s face. She held her breath, not daring to upset the delicate balance between them. It was obvious the gorgeous woman was wavering the knife’s edge.
Damn them for hurting her. The ferocity of her anger surprised her. But it was obvious that if Jackie had not been physically abused, she was recovering from a lifetime of emotional trauma. Danielle could imagine it. The signs were all about. Growing up in a small town, in a conservative household. Maybe her father died young. Or maybe it was yet another case of a man abandoning his unwed lover after she came up pregnant.
And then, the double blows to the mother. First, the unw
