“Oh, Jesse…” Ignoring the rising steam around them, she slid around to his front, maintaining as much physical contact as she could. It soaked into her thin shirt, gluing it to her skin, but she was far more interested in the shadows darkening Jesse’s eyes, the soft set of his mouth as he gazed down at her. “I’m so sorry. Please forgive me for making such a mess of this.”
“Emma…I know. I forgive you. The worst thing wasn’t that you and Gideon found out before me, or kept it from me. The worst part is that you did it at Dominique’s request. And now, she’s moving in with some guy who wants to marry her. And before long, she’ll be done with school, then starting her own family, and I’ll just be here…watching her grow older and farther away from me.”
“And the fact that she even trusts a guy
