Chapter 15
As Jacque and Fane made their way down the hall to their room, her stomach began to churn. She knew she had to face Fane. They needed to talk, to open up about their fears and worries, but Jacque felt so raw. It was as if all of her flesh had been removed, leaving her nerve endings exposed to the elements around her.
Jacque could feel the anger radiating off of Fane, and for the first time in a while, it wasn’t him she wanted to run to. There’s a saying, sometimes only a mother will do, and that’s how Jacque suddenly felt in that moment. She was six months pregnant with her first child, she was emotional and had made a stupid impulsive decision, and―by golly―she just wanted her mama.
Fane opened the door and stepped aside so that she could enter before him. Jacque’s heart fel
