Cracker’s POV
I woke up and, for the first time in what felt like forever, I felt rested, and my body didn’t ache from constantly being on alert. While in the hospital, I’d always been afraid that Jones would come back and finish the job or that one of the nurses or doctors would put something into my IV that would hurt the baby or me. Having one of the MCs outside my door had helped, but…
Sleeping in Steel’s arms was phenomenal!
My worries just melted away, and I felt safe. My logical brain was telling me to be on alert and that there was no way I’d trust him just yet – that the second the other shoe fell, he’d be out the door again! But my heart was telling me that if I truly wanted us to work, I had to put in an effort as well. A relationship was a two-way street, and forgiveness wen
