Chapter 88

Jaselyn's POV
I decided to keep my concerns to myself, not wanting to spoil the mood with my irrational fear. Isla wouldn't dare hurt me or my child, I won't let her. I'm pretty sure I made it clear that day.
It took some persuasion before Zane finally let me go. I couldn't let him abandon his work just for leisure. The rest of the day was spent assisting with the funeral preparations. At night, Zane was uncharacteristically gentle, well, as gentle as he could manage because he didn't want to hurt the baby. He kept planting soft kisses on my belly, caressing my thighs as he plunged into me gently, easy and slow.