(Cassidy)
I woke up before Dane. For a few seconds I lay there staring at the ceiling and listening to the quiet. The conversation from the night before was still sitting in my head. Marriage. Adoption. A house. All the things I'd spent years trying not to ask for anymore because asking hurt less than hoping.
Dane was asleep beside me. That alone felt strange. Usually he was already moving by now. Club business. Calls. Meetings. Something that needed the VP of Devil's Reach MC before it needed me.
I looked at him for a moment before climbing out of bed. I wasn't angry this morning. That would've been easier. Instead I felt uncertain, and after all this time with Dane Mercer, uncertainty was somehow worse.
Anger gave you something to hold onto. Uncertainty left you standing in the middl
