Chapitre 34: Chapter 34

"Zachariah Shannon, wake up!"

His eyes fluttered open at the demand.

"Laney."

A lamp burned next to the bed, and Laney, gloriously nude, her skin golden in the lamplight, straddled his hips, a frantic expression on her lovely face. When he made eye contact, she smiled in relief. "Thank heavens. I thought you were never going to wake up."

"God, I'm sorry, Laney." Sweat coated his body, though not as much as if the dream had run its full course. "Did I hurt you?" Damn, he should have never thought he was ready to sleep with someone - especially, not someone as delicate and precious as Laney.

"I'm fine. You shook, more than you thrashed. You didn't strike out at all."

"Thank God." He pushed himself to a sitting position so he could pull her into his arms. "I'm so sorry. I'd thought...that is I'd hoped...last time..." His heart was still racing from the dream. He tried to speak, but the words just didn't want to come.