Chapter 10
Indy’s hands shook so badly, she had to put her cup back on the counter. The pain in her chest gripped so tight she couldn’t cry. The weight pressed down on her, and she thought she’d suffocate. She had wanted Griffin to hold her more than anything, but she couldn’t lean on him. Not now. Even she couldn’t take advantage of him like that. He didn’t know what he was offering. She needed to figure out what she was going to do.
She eased her way to the table and sat on a chair. What would Quinn do? Indy rolled her eyes. Quinn would be skipping and yelping in happiness. This was Quinn’s dream. Indy dropped that dream at seventeen. She wasn’t motherhood material.
The swarm of thoughts and emotions became too much. Nothing could be done at midnight on a Saturday. She should call Ric
