made it sound like the worst possible thing to have happened to him. She may have been desperately in love with him but she did have her pride. She was not going to be a curse in someone’s life.
“No, I’m not marrying you.” She quickly turned around to leave, but he pulled her back and she slammed into him.
“Jolie,” he whispered in her ear, his hand pressed tightly to her abdomen, “use your head. You could be pregnant, and I don’t want to leave you at the hands of your father when I join the Air Force.”
That made her pause. He was still going to join the military so that would leave her at the mercy of her father if , it was a big if, she was pregnant. It was embarrassing to know that Mac had noticed the cold manner in which her father treated her, but God, she didn’t want to be anyone’s burden.
She felt his hot breath on her ear and his body relaxed against hers, his hand opened to lay flat against her stomach. “I’m sorry I sound so angry. It’s not you I’m mad at...my parents just died and they aren’t here for this. They really liked you, my mom especially. My dad kept telling me to stay away from you until you were legal.” He tried to laugh, but it ended in a chocked sob.
Jolie felt ashamed. This time she was supposed to support him and yet... She turned around in his arms and cupped his face in her hands.
“Forgive me for being so thoughtless. I should have known you were angry and still hurting. It was just yesterday...” She raised herself on her toes and kissed him gently on the lips. “Come on. Let’s get married.”
The ceremony was short with very few smiles and the honeymoon too short for her liking. They spent the morning at their hotel room and headed back home by midafternoon. The entire way home she admired her wedding ring. It was Mrs. Masters’s wedding ring. The police gave Mac back their valuables that were recovered from the car crash. It wasn’t weird at all that a few hours ago the ring she wore rested on a dead woman’s finger. On the contrary, she felt honored by Mac. She wore his mother’s ring and he wore his father’s and she hoped his parents’ love would bless their own.
She wasn’t sure what she was expecting when they got home, but when he parked his car at his driveway and asked for some time alone, that wasn’t it. She wanted to know what happened next. Did she move into his house? Do they tell her family and when? The last thing she wanted was to pressure him, but she needed some answers. She decided to hold her tongue and went home. She was relieved to find the house empty, so she went straight to her room and fell asleep worrying about the future and Mac. Had they made the right decision by getting married?
When she woke up, it was Monday morning, the day to get her birth control pills. She stared at her wedding ring for what felt like hours, smiling like a kid in a candy store before she got ready and went downstairs. She was a little shocked to find the entire family still home. Even her father had stayed home from work.
“Are you just waking up?” her father asked as he walked past her.
“Yeah, I have a free period this morning. Why are you guys still here?”
Jake stood and followed their father out of the kitchen. “We were just saying goodbye to Mac. He left for training camp.”
Her heart jumped to her throat at that. Married and abandoned the next day.
Chapter Two
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F ive years later...
“Oh for fuck sake! You let him knock you up again!” Jase lamented next to her, pounding the news into her chest all over again, because that was what it felt like. Each time someone mentioned that word it felt like a hammer and a stake through her heart.
And yet she couldn’t summon the strength to be angry at Mac. How could she when she was dead inside. Two months ago he’d killed her, ripped out her heart, and stomped on it. Where would she draw the strength to be mad about being pregnant again when for