CHAPTER 8

MAGGIE

            I think I can get really spoiled waking up with this wall of a man stuck to my back. Hunter is moving agitated, like if he was stuck in some kind of nightmare, he hugs me tight, almost to the point if suffocating me and he moans disconnected words.

            “Don’t be afraid, baby, no, don’t, stay!”

            I try to squirm free of his grip and I turn to face him, Hunter waked up sweating, still trying to find himself in his own bedroom. I caress his cheeks, and he looks scared at me, it must have been a horrible nightmare. I ask him what he dreamt abut.

            Hunter looks me still rubbing his eyes and then I looks away embarrassed.