None of the guys had brought it up with the ladies. Dean hadn’t even talked to Emma about it, though they were as close as two people could be now. The unspoken feeling among Chris and his friends was that it was Jenny’s business, and they’d never bring it up unless she did first. To do anything different would be yet another violation of her, somehow, and they weren’t about to do that to her.
But it never stopped bothering Chris; not even for one minute. Every single time he saw her, he ached to hold her close, to offer her some comfort. He longed to tell her that she could trust him, that she’d be safe with him. He wanted to show her that a man could be gentle and caring; he wanted to make love to her and watch her just let go of all her fear. Fly apart in his arms. Feel real, deep plea
