Saint:
I was lost in a haze of booze and adrenaline—a little buzz from the bar still pulsing through my veins. I looked over at Shay chattering with a couple of women, her bright smile lighting up the room. I saw her gentle rub her barely curved tummy, obviously talking about our baby. It sent a deep, primal urge through me, the longing that burned inside me for Shay. I’d spent the night watching her from across the room, every laugh and glance setting my heart ablaze. All I wanted was her.
I walked over to her, and whispered in her ear if she was ready to go. I could feel her shutter beneath my touch, making my lips curl into a smile. Pulling up to the apartment, I grabbed her hand and gently pulled her behind me, my thoughts spiraling. I wasn’t sober enough to think clearly, but one tr
