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“Wake up!”
She opened her eyes to see Scorpio leaning over her. “You okay? I heard you crying out in your sleep.”
Happy she actually wasn’t burning alive, she didn’t think, just flung her arms around his neck and dragged him close for a kiss.
CHAPTER 11
Scorpio could sleep anywhere.Couch, floor, bog. Sitting down, standing up. Not tonight, though. He lay on his couch and thought of the woman in his bed.
An intriguing woman who seemed neither awed nor daunted by his existence.
He’d not been surprised Rebecca turned down his offer to share his mattress. The impression he’d gotten thus far didn’t have her as the type to indulge in casual relations. Pity. She had a great body and pretty face, but his attraction was more than physical. She displayed a sharp wit and intelligence, as well as courage and resilience. She’d also been adjusting well thus far to all the revelations. Not everyone could handle the tower or the warriors without having a meltdown. People sometimes broke when their perception of reality shifted drastically.
Not Rebecca. She asked questions, didn’t immediately believe the answers but also didn’t deny when provided proof. A good thing, since she might be stuck there a while. Aquarius had sent him a message while they gamed.
Your doctor friend’s place was broken into.A neighbor who’d been asked to water plants while Rebecca worked in the Antarctic had contacted police after noticing the door showedsigns of tampering. The subsequent report indicated her home had been tossed, but cops couldn’t tell what, if anything, had been stolen. Most likely the intruders sought Rebecca’s current location, and he only needed one guess to know who. Perhaps now she’d believe him when he claimed she was in danger. Or more likely, she’d argue again. She was cute like that.
He eventually managed to drift to sleep, only to be awoken by a voice. Rebecca’s.
“How can I free you?”
Who did she speak to? He rose and padded to his bedroom, which lacked a door. He’d never had a need for one in his space.
She shifted restlessly under the covers on the bed and murmured, “Who are you?”
Her body squirmed and twisted some more before the screaming started.
Pain-filled yells that sent frissons down his spine. He darted to the bed and put a hand on her. “Rebecca! Doc! Wake up.”
Her lashes fluttered, and he asked, “You okay? I heard you crying out in your sleep.”
Her reply?
A kiss.
She dragged Scorpio down and mashed her mouth against his for a torrid embrace that fired the senses, but he remained aware enough to know he should be careful because she might still be asleep.
Usually, he wouldn’t care, but he knew Rebecca would be pissed if the kiss were inadvertent, so he pulled away, murmuring, “You’re okay, Doc. Just a bad dream.”
It took her a second before her eyes opened and focused. “Sorry.”
“No need to apologize. Guess we’re even when it comes to surprise kisses.”
“I don’t know what came over me.” Neither did he, but the effect lingered since she retained her grip on him.
“Seems to me like you were having a nightmare. Want to talk about it?”
She frowned. “You’ll think it’s weird.”
“You’ve been around me long enough by now to know my threshold for weird is high.”
“Good point,” her wry reply. “It was the strangest dream. In it, I floated in an empty space. No light, not even sure I had a body, although I could hear because a voice spoke to me. Asked me to set it free.”
“Whose voice?”
“I don’t know. I tried to reply, but it couldn’t hear me and it kept demanding I free it and then said, if I didn’t, the world would burn. And then suddenly it was as if I were aflame. The pain…” She trailed off and swallowed. “It was agonizing.”
“I take it you’ve never had this dream before.”