I hold my breath and nod. Because I’m a man, and if I don’t, I might cry.
“Was there an accident?”
I shake my head. “She hurt herself.” My voice cracks as she steps back into my chest. “She hurt herself, Jessie.”
“On purpose?” She sobs. “But why? Why would she do that?”
“I dunno. I dunno, but Luc’s with her now.”
Like he can’t bear to be apart from her for a single second longer, Kane takes Jess’ hand and pulls her into his chest. She goes willingly, because she’s as drawn to him as he is to her.
As I am to Laine.
As Laine is… not to me.
“She’ll be okay.” Kane presses his lips to Jess’ hair. He rubs his jaw over her forehead to make sure she smells of him and not me. “She’ll be okay, Blondie. Then we’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again.” His eyes come to mine. “We’ll take care of it. I promise.”
I nod.
He nods.
We have an understanding.