House of Sighs
This couldn’t go on.
Aiden ignored the thoughts ricocheting through his mind as to whether night terrors were like a sleepwalker’s trek—and if they were, was premature waking a bad idea?—and shook his partner as hard as he could. Danny flipped over, scream cut short, and snatched Aiden by the neck.
Fingers curled around his throat. A semi-strong grip.
Moments before, Aiden had been dreaming of Australia, as he so often did, memories and fantasies mixing together like tree breeds in the bush. Now here he was in his Bangkok bedroom, strangled by a man strangled by night terrors.
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