“Alright.” She leans forward and drops a kiss on the top of my head. “Can we talk later?” Her lips hover near my ear. “You can text if you want. I just… I need to talk it out.”
I swallow.
I’m not sure I can talk about it. I’m not sure I can live with what I saw.
Her breath catches. “Please, Ang?”
I nod and pray she doesn’t force me to follow through. “Okay, Jessie.”
She drops a second kiss on the crown of my head and steps away. She collects a plastic bag of clothes and toiletries from the corner of the room, and taking Kane’s hand, she walks toward the bathroom.
I never in my life expected a guy to walk into our family, set the world on fire, flip all of Jess’ brothers off, and just follow her into a bathroom.
And no one says a damn thing to him.
This is the same family that had a six month feud, arrests, and hospital visits because of Luc touching Marc’s sister.
Yet, Marc and Luc just watch the couple walk away.
The world has gone crazy, and I don’t know what it means for me. I don’t know what it means for Laine.
I turn back to her and continue stroking her wrist.
I don’t really care about what everyone else is doing. I don’t have the energy to think about anything except the woman who lays in a hospital bed in front of me. A vibrant, beautiful woman that thought suicide was her only way out.