Janey didn’t think enough coffee existed to revive her energy levels. She’d been up for a couple of hours, the TV flickering in the darkness as it started to turn gray. She sipped her lukewarm coffee, but her stomach had started to boil, and she’d have terrible heartburn that day.
Only one of a series of mistakes she’d made recently.
Sean had stayed in the cottage on the lane with her, but in a separate bedroom. She’d wanted to curl into his strength and take it as her own, but Janey needed to rely on herself. She couldn’t go running to the closest man—no matter how handsome and how employed—when things went wrong.
Been there, done that.
Been there, done that.She finished her coffee—her third cup—and got up to put the mug in the sink. Vowing she wouldn’t have any more, she looked out t
