The journey home was a complete whirlwind of emotions. Jacob was so angry at her, yet he was so happy to have her near him again. But even sitting next to him in the car wasn't close enough for his liking. He could feel her watching him, he could hear her thoughts as she gazed at him, clearly wanting him just as badly as he wanted her.
He had tried to avoid it, he had fought so hard, but he needed to ask her why she left him. They needed to talk.
"Why did you leave me?" he asked softly, seeing tears drifting slowly down her gorgeous face. Those tears diminished his anger.
"Jacob," Francine whispered, sounding full of fear.
"I wasn't walking out that night, not on you," he had to explain to her.
He pulled the car over at the side of the road. Francine stared out of the window, wiping h
