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Lenora You know how you know when you are having a nightmare? When you throw yourself at a man and he still doesn’t want to touch you. River’s large, strong hands came to my hips and stopped the motion. And then, with entirely too much strength for a man that was supposed to be weak and bed-bound, he lifted me off his torso and settled me back on the bed beside him. Even though it was just a dream, I still felt properly humiliated and ashamed. I felt around for my pajama top, but I couldn’t find where I had tossed it when I had peeled it off my body. I finally shrugged and slid off the bed. He’d already rejected me. Even my dream-time mate didn’t want me. Being half-naked was pretty much inconsequential at that point. “Lenora, don’t leave.” River sounded pained, but I wouldn