CHAPTER SIXTY NINE

My hands shake when I get into the car. She is standing on the pavement, and I try not to glance in her direction. I don’t want to look at her smug, smiling face.

By the time I get back to the farm, I have had twenty minutes of precious overthinking time, and I am a mess. I call Rory as soon as I pull into safety, and by the time I get to the farmhouse, he is standing on the doorstep, waiting.

“Hey,” he says as he opens my car door. “What’s wrong?”

Tears are running down my cheeks, I look at Lucas, who is safely asleep in the car seat, and I climb into Rory’s arms. “Tell me, Darcy, what’s happened?”

I close the door and lean against the car to keep my jelly legs steady.

The bitch really got to me!

“I saw Jen,” I mumble. “She basically threatened Lucas.”

He strokes his hands down my arms as his jaw tightens. “She did what?”

“She said, as long as you don’t do anything stupid, Lucas will be fine.”

He clenches his fist beside him and shakes his head. “Who the fuck does she think she is?”