THE MORNING came faster than I was hoping for.
It had been a long time since I had a good full night's sleep. I usually woke up in the middle of the night when Rhys brought along his toys. Or on some occasions, he would amuse himself by taunting me from his bed. Sometimes he would even torment me, physically and mentally, because he knew that as much as I hated him, our fated connection would never let my body say no to him.
A full good night's sleep was never a privilege for me.
I stretched. It felt good. For a while anyway. I knew not to let my feelings waver because of some little comfort I happen to get. This was all temporary. It would not be long before I had to get back on the road and run.
Words had gotten out. Rhys was definitely looking for me. This cabin—no matter how comfor
