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try not to let the anger I feel towards Jake enter my voice. Dad looks a little questioning at me too, but I ignore this for now.
    Jeff doesn’t say anything. Even when Killaney looks up at him. He’s a loyal employee and friend. He knows I don’t want to air my family’s business. Killaney just grunts at this and writes something down quickly on his notepad.

Chapter 7 HER
    I wasn’t aware of Jake sitting next to me. Or of him pulling my upper body onto his lap, my tears staining his jeans. His hands rubbing from my head down my back, over and over. I wasn’t aware of his soothing sounds and touch until my sobs quieted.
    I take a last shaky breath and pull my body up, keeping my face covered with my hands. I wipe my cheeks with my palms, but avoid looking at him. He lifts my chin to look at him though and wipes my wet cheek with gentle fingers. “You are beautiful when you cry.” Same words Max would use.
    This somehow adds a spark to my sadness. I realize that I’m not only afraid, but angry. Angrier than I’ve been in a long time. How dare he?! I yank my face away and push myself to sitting a little further away on the sofa. “You don’t have the right to touch me like that, Jake. Or to say any of that…” My anger is short lived. I end weakly.
    He grins at me though. That’s his response?! To grin?! I actually feel my hand moving before I can even think. But he stops my wrist inches from his face. I was going to slap him? I swallow. He doesn’t let go of my wrist, only squeezes a little harder. “Say you’re sorry.”
    “I...I’m sorry.” He squeezes a little more, then drops my hand onto my lap. I look and see that my wrist is a little pink from his fingers, but not like when Max grabs me.
    When I look back at him, he has the same grin. But this time, I’m only confused. I don’t know what to think or feel. “I shouldn’t have touched you. I shouldn’t be telling you any of this. You’re right.” But he turns a little to face me more. “You’ve made a big mess for yourself, little girl.” I catch my breath at being called this by him, but he keeps talking. “You can’t keep going on like you’re perfectly fine with everything, but then still question it. That’s not fair. To Max.”
    I can feel my anger again. “To Max? What about me?!”
    His look darkens only a little, the grin stays, but stretches slightly. I can feel my instant reaction. I calm my face, hide my anger. “Yes. To Max. He’s never been anything but honest with you, right?” I nod. I know this is true. I’ve never questioned what he wanted…only if I could meet his demands.
    “So it’s you that’s been dishonest with him.” I start to open my mouth to protest, but his glare stops me. “You’ve been hiding from him all these months…your fears, your…your apprehensions about your future…about a baby.” His look turns to a cold stare of anger. I shudder a little watching his handsome features turn to stone. “All the while, you’ve been trying to have a baby with him. Now…when you think you might actually be pregnant…you choose now to come here and talk to me…like this?!”
    I breathe my answer, frozen in his stare, “I had to.”
    He leans forward and before I can stop him, he pulls the back of my head, my face to his and kisses me. On the lips. Just a slight pressure. Almost chaste. Just the slightest touching of wet lips together. He slowly moves my head back. I open my eyes. I didn’t even realize I’d closed them. Or that I’d held my breath.
    “I’ll help you, Lucy. Tonight at least. I’ll talk to Max.”
    I lower my head and he gets up to grab his phone. He comes back to sit in front of me with it, but he doesn’t make the call yet.
    He lifts my chin, gently this time. He grins at me again, but this time it’s more like his gentle smile. I don’t know how, but I return it. Jake has this ability to pull me out of myself no matter. Even when I was hurting after Max beat me. I was