Chapter 15
Jake wanted to kick himself as he watched Chris hurry into the elevator. The way she had looked back to him, he knew she wasn’t okay. He was entirely responsible for the shadow of hurt he had seen in her eyes. He stepped back into the quiet room and closed the door, then pressed his hand against it, just leaning there for a second, staring at the dark wood. When he turned, Jill was standing there with her arms crossed, staring at his bed.
Everything about this was wrong. He pulled a hand over his face and took one step, then another, and all he could think was, Why now?
“I don’t understand.” It was all he could get out, gesturing toward her. Jill turned to him, staring at him now as if she were the one who had been wronged, watching him watching her. It was so much like a sta
