Chapter 14

Dani

Dreaming of Lincoln was so not what I needed. But dream I did. I dreamt of his kiss, I dreamt of his lips, and when I woke up in a cold sweat, my body ached with something I'd never really recognized before, almost like he'd awakened some sort of untapped passion or desire. Great, just great. Not only was I unable to speak, but now I was a sexually frustrated mute.

I glanced at the clock. Two a.m. Pris would kill me if I woke her up, especially since she had a really intense few scenes tomorrow with Jaymeson, another reason Lincoln had the next day and a half off.

It was Tuesday, and he didn't need to report back until Wednesday at noon.

I lay back against the headboard, slamming my skull softly against the fabric.

Just as I reached for my phone, it went off.

Lincoln: Can't sleep.

Dani: You have a pig. Stop texting me.

I dropped my phone onto the table and forced my eyes to close.

Sleep lasted until five when my annoying, chipper alarm woke me up. Lincoln had left m