Page 74 of Rocked: The Price of Dreams

But that night, I woke in a cold sweat.

My heart raced. My body was on fire. Between my legs throbbed.

Clenching my thighs together, I burst out laughing.

Hunter had entered my dream.

My sexy, hot, mind-blowing dream.

Stupid dream.

But then, the dreams didn’t stop.

Every night, they grew hotter. Steamier.

Shit!

That was when everything changed.

That was when everything we’d worked so hard for began to rip apart...

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