Back at the apartment, he took her inside before unloading the truck. She was sitting just where he'd left her when he brought the last bag in. Lost, broken, hurt, f**k. He sat beside her and pulled her into his lap. "Go ahead and cry, baby." They'd been here before, and though he could have no idea what she was feeling, he knew it wasn't good.
She didn't cry, though, just clung to him and sighed about a hundred times while he held her close. With his head on the back of the couch and hers on his chest, he let his mind go to work with what he had to do next. It was obvious that Jen's jealous obsession with her ran too deep for the other woman to leave well enough alone. And last night hadn't shown Kerryanne what was right in front of her face, and he was sure had been there forever, so h
