Chapter Thirty-Four
Erik’s words were soft, urgent, and whispered right into his partner’s ear. “Jia, I need you.”
She had been drifting between consciousness and unconsciousness. She couldn’t be sure she was dreaming. The words could be nothing but a playful or desperate fragment of her mind.
Erik’s jokes about being her fake boyfriend must have wormed their way into her subconscious.
Sleep was supposed to be a time of relaxation, not a recapitulation of her daytime concerns. It was time to apply a lesson her mother had taught her long ago:
Sometimes it is best to ignore an insistent but inconvenient man.
“Jia, wake up,” Erik murmured a bit more aggressively. “I need you.”
Some insistent men were harder to ignore than others. She was able to ignore him until his hot breath tickled
