Chapter 31 He Chose Amy Over Me Again

Jane’s POV

My face burned. I hated that my body responded to his like this, always giving him feedback too quickly.

And with Carl and Jeff right behind us. I wondered if they were watching. My blush darkened.

“Hunter, I can help you too,” said Carl, and then he was pulling me out of Hunter’s arms.

Hunter arched an eyebrow at him. “Sure, you can – if her house is covered by insurance.”

I looked between them as thick silence stretched through the room, filling it like fog. The atmosphere became strange again, tainted by so many words left unsaid, and so I put the knife down. Even that sounded loud in the quiet kitchen.

“I’m going to check on Ares,” I said. “You guys can keep cooking without me.”

It was a relief to leave the bristling tension behind. I jogged upstairs, opening the bedroom door to find Ares already up and getting dressed.

His head was down, and as I followed his gaze I saw the twenty-pound weights attached to his wrists and ankles. I frowned.

I knew those weights were to