Chapter Twelve
Dani
Wade nearly leveled me with that question. My heart was thudding wildly in my chest with anxiety spinning in nervous flutters in my belly. You see, there were so many things I told myself I couldn’t have.
I’d never been good at relaxing, especially not with men. What happened with Wade, although it was in no way his responsibility, had f****d me up in the head. I was tense about s*x. And yes, we used a c****m. Turns out, they were right in s*x ed—no birth control was one hundred percent.
I tried dating a few times, and it had never gone well. I was too tense, even more tense than usual. After that pregnancy and almost deadly miscarriage, I had a whole list of things to worry about if I were to get pregnant again. One thing I knew about Wade was he had always wanted
