The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 85 – Jane Sets a Date

Jane

“I swear he’s losing it.” The man in question is back home with our pups, while I try to wrap my head around what just happened with the help of Linda and Eric. I’m seated on my friend’s plush sofa, with Eric beside me and Linda looking on from the kitchen while she brews a pot of tea. “He threatened to blackmail me tonight.”

“I warned you he wasn’t really going to let the pups go.” Eric frowns, “what on earth did he try to blackmail you with?”

My face flushes with color as I stare at my lap, fidgeting nervously. “Well…” I begin, trying to find the courage to speak the

words aloud.

“Oh I know that look!” Linda chimes in, a

note of humor in her voice. “What did you do, you bad girl?”

“I sort of slept with him.” I confess,

burying my face in my hands rather than

face their scrutiny. “So he threatened to tell Eric so he’d call of our wedding.”

“I knew it!” Linda exclaims, “How did it

happen, when did it happen – I want

details!”

“You slept with him?!” Eric adds,

sounding appalled.

“It was the other day, when we went wine

tasting.” I share, peeking at Eric through my fingers and seeing his furious face.” We got a little tipsy and -”

“You were drunk?” Eric repeats,

immediately rising to my defense. “He took advantage of you!”

“He didn’t.” I murmur. “I mean yes I

lowered my inhibitions, but I wanted it.

I’ve been resisting him for so long.” Eric is fuming, and I suddenly feel very guilty for sharing this with him when I know he has feelings for me. “I’m sorry.” I profess, resting my hand on his arm, “I shouldn’t be sharing this kind of thing

with you. I’m not trying to be insensitive, I just… I told him you already knew.”

“No it’s okay.” He assures me, quickly covering my hand with his own, “I need to know these things if I’m going to help you. If he says anything about it, I’ll pretend I knew all along.”

“Are you sure?” I inquire hesitantly. “I feel like I’m asking way too much of you.”

“I’m sure.” Eric promises, “and if you ask me Ethan isn’t losing it, he’s just showing you his true colors. If you want to see the man behind the mask you should keep pushing him, otherwise

you’ll simply be letting him fool you

again.”

Linda, clearly reading my slightly affronted energy, interjects, “I don’t think she “let” him do anything.” She says with a frown, her eyes locked on Eric even as she speaks to me. “And I don’t know that pushing him is a good idea, Janey. He’s clearly feeling desperate and

more conflict isn’t good for anyone. I

force him into a corner he might

underestimate the depth of

Eric tells

Eric, they’ve always gotten along like gangbusters, but now she actually

him then it’s all

to be cautious. Why are you

don’t argue, you guys.”

just want

patting my leg in

drop the matter at hand, still seeming preoccupied with Eric. If I didn’t know any better I might think she was angry he’s giving me so much attention, but surely if she liked him

at being interested in him. “I don’t understand.” She muses, finally turning away from him. “How did the pups even find out about

best guess is that they were eavesdropping again. Eric you were with them today,

“No, they seemed fine. But if they overheard something and asked Ethan about it, I doubt they waited very long – which means whatever they heard probably happened tonight. Is there

he’s right. The pups would have certainly been impatient to find out the truth about whatever they heard, so it must have happened today. A niggling doubt enters the back of my mind. The only two people who were with them today

brow furrowed in concern as she

expression.

just…” Trailing off, I rise to my feet, beginning

me check,”

clearly isn’t nothing.” Eric observes, standing as

moan, wringing my hands. “I mean Ethan just made a very public statement

he truly seems to

what happened between us…

“But?” Eric prompts.

the phone to his beta or something, about taking me prisoner

that’s entirely possible.”

he wants to comfort me, but isn’t sure

and Ethan are – Ethan would comfort me regardless. If he thought I needed it he’d impose it even if I fought him tooth and nail… and he’d probably be right. How twisted is it that he’s the reason I’m afraid of

calls from the kitchen, strolling back in a few moments later with a tea tray.

reason to think

he was talking to

was probably his regrets about the

how is that not a leap?”

questions her stiffly.

of all because the

they probably would have told Jane, especially because they clearly turned against him.” Linda reasons, “And second,

hawk.

I’m telling you he’s changed. He

friend’s words are

tormented nerves. I

but he seems so protective of

he’s become as paranoid as I

was

recover from Ethan, while Linda’s heart softened

my death. I know

my side, and

biased in the other direction, but she’s sounding

moment.

you.” I breathe, accepting a

tea and letting

“You’re right, I’m being a

crazy.”

a bit crazy sometimes.” Linda reminds me,

at Eric, who is mutinously grumbling under his

sip my tea and return to my

was right about leaving. I can’t wait for the perfume launch, I need to get