𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐋
Her eyes widened into saucers, brimming with shock and apparent confusion.
I reined myself back from the edge I had run up to, taking a step back. My jaw ached from all the clenching I had been doing since I woke from the nightmare.
"Forget I said anything," I drawled.
She blinked, swallowing audibly. My eyes snagged on her throat, on the pulse skipping there. The dream that haunted me flickered in my vision; I could see Kaleb's breath fanning across her skittering pulse, the shiver that rippled through her drenched body.
I dragged both hands through my disheveled hair, ripping my gaze from her and back to my clipboard. "Let us begin." My voice was lower than I had ever heard it.
But she stood still, frozen in place.
I faced her, my expression as hard as it had been when I woke from the wretched dream. "Come on," I prompted.
She nodded, easing her stance. Her teeth sank into her bottom lip, and my chest almost caved in.
