Chapter 73

"Should I flee?" I muttered.
I couldn't figure out what was wrong with me because my heart was racing so fast. Did I want to flee with him? Hell. No. But did I want him to kiss me? Sort of. And it made me feel like I was the worst person on the planet. I was married, pregnant, and on the verge of cheating on my incredibly handsome and slightly psychotic husband. What was the matter with me? Why was I even considering these ideas?
"Mia," Jacques said as he approached me. "I would go to any length to keep you safe. We're gone as soon as you say the word."