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She gave a little sob that alainst him “Hold me”
He kissed her ently in his arms “Do you want to tell me about your dream?”
She shook her head “No”
“How about if I get you a glass of water?”
“Thank you, but I’m okay now”
She wasn’t Her skin was clahtened around her He knew exactly what she’d dreamed about Harman Her husband, the man who had beaten her, brutalized her…
“Dawn” Gray slid down against the pillows, still holding her against hiain”
She sighed, her breath warainst his chest “I was drea about my husband,” she whispered
His jaw tightened “Were you?”
“He’s a—he’s mean”
“Is he?” he said, while he stared up at the ceiling and wondered how long he could lie here answering her with such stupid questions, listening to her tell hi his
“When I ith him… When he—when he touched me, you knohen he took me in bed…”
“Don’t, sweetheart”
“No I mean, I have to” She lifted her head and looked at hi over her shoulders and onto his chest “You need to know that I’ve never… I never iht could be so—so wonderful”