Chapter FifteenJenna
It’s time. Standing in front of my bathroom sink after a long day at work, I wince and inject my second trigger shot. Starting in twenty-four hours, I’ll need to f**k Emmett as much as humanly possible. I already scheduled a meeting with him but I’m feeling antsy, so I decide to triple-check.
As I reach for my phone, though, it rings on its own. A call from Emmett. Surprised, I pick up and say, “Hello?”
“Hi, Jenna. I’m afraid something’s come up at work.”
My heart jumps into my throat. “What? What do you mean?”
“I have to go on a last-minute business trip to New York. I fly out tomorrow at noon and come back in three days.”
“But that’s exactly when I’m ovulating.” I don’t believe this. He can’t just skip town now.
He sighs in a rush of static. “I know. I’m reall
