Chapter 22

I awoke with a start. I had a nightmare, though I would say that was my mind reminding me of what I saw the other day, but this time, I was the one being torn limb from limb. First, I surveyed my surroundings. I was sleeping on my side. Okay, but hold on, I was being hugged from behind. A strong left arm is linked with my right one. Okay, that’s nothing new. I looked at the wall clock. It was Ten minutes past the hour or two. I was about to freak out thinking I was with Kelvin as it was past midnight, and the guards were sure to check the rooms when I remembered I was in Drake’s home. I felt his steady breath on my neck. It cooled my nerves. I was about to snuggle into the cuddling in order to doze off when those flashes happened again. I seemed to get a memory, but this time, it felt like I was the one remembering. I saw that sun-tanned, hairy hand of his, holding mine in the same manner, intertwined. I felt the same calming sensation of his breath. Just as I struggled to grasp the