Fearless by Shae Ross

Author:Shae Ross [Ross, Shae]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: NA, boxer, new adult, Entangled, Pretty Smart Girls, cage fighting, Embrace, mma, Shae Ross, cage fighter, New York, romance
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Devin Grace

I hold my hands in my lap to keep them from shaking as I watch Ben walking Jillian out of the banquet room. He’s leaning over her, talking in her ear as she nods. The exchange is too familiar. I swallow, trying to control the inner panic that’s building. He slept with her. That’s what Henri meant by love triangle. I feel the blood draining from my face, pulling my mouth into a tight line. I look at Ryan. Her face is set with shock. She’s come to the same conclusion.

We turn to Jett. He must have known. He’s running two fingers over his forehead. I turn to Vaughn. His angular features appear strained, and he shifts his focus to his side. Soft sounds of silverware touching plates and murmured voices float around us, but the atmosphere overall seems quieter. Two women at the next table are whispering behind cupped hands. I draw in a breath and try to swallow. The panic is swelling now, pushing up into my chest and I’m breathless. I’ve got to get out of here. I need air. I can’t make a scene here, and I can’t control myself with this. Ryan’s hand reaches, gripping my forearm. She’s trying to help me hold it together. I mouth out the words, “I’m leaving,” and her brow furrows.

“Devi, do you want me to—” She starts to stand, but I shake my head.

“No. Stay right there.”

I push my chair back, stand up, and exit through the door Ben and Jillian went out of. They’re steps away, but Ben’s back is turned, blocking my view of Jillian. I walk fast in the opposite direction to the front exit. All I want to do right now is get away from this—whatever this is.

I am three steps from the end of the hallway. I don’t want to hear their conversation, but I do. Jillian is apologizing, and then I hear Ben’s words. “Is it mine?” There’s only one thing that could mean. I reach for the wall. He’s talking about her baby. A stabbing pain shoots through my stomach. I resist the urge to double over. I blink hard, trying to clear the spots flashing in my peripheral vision—the after effect of the back hand that just swatted my dreams against the wall. My insides are crumbling, and I lean, straining my fingertips, resisting the urge to sink and slide slowly down. I wouldn’t believe any of this could be true of Ben if I hadn’t seen it and heard it. I push off the wall, turn the corner, and run.

I move past the line of cabs in front of the hotel, certain I don’t have cab fare enough for a single-rider fare back to our building. The wind blows gently against my face, taking away the sting of the six-block walk to the subway in my best heels. I ride the train leaning against the pole, letting the vibrations sway and bounce my lifeless body. With zombie-like numbness, I walk another four blocks to the entrance of our building.

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