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up to meet his eyes. It was like I hadn’t been able to really look into them yet—to meet his gaze without feeling like I had to hold things back. My breath caught in my chest. His beautiful, warm, brown eyes were filled with love. I felt the pull begin between us… and then felt Trevor’s hesitation.
I don’t want to rush you.
My hand slid up to touch his cheek. I suddenly felt the wonderful reality of being in Trevor’s arms again—like every-thing had shifted back into focus.
Safe . I’m safe. I opened my soul to Trevor, letting him feel my love for him—my sense of being safe with him. We let the world dim and the energy grew between us—tender and strong—filling us both and taking us beyond our physical bodies so we could connect as souls.
Afterward, we lay in each other’s arms, feeling restored and whole again. That jittery, lonely insecurity was gone. We both felt the worst of my trauma drain away. I smiled into Trevor’s eyes, feeling how underused those facial muscles had been. Could smile muscles atrophy?
Trevor grinned back, hearing my thoughts. I think we’ll need to do some intense rehab to restore those muscles. I reached up and traced his lips with the tip of one finger. Invisible fingers combed through my hair in a slow, soothing rhythm. The sense of unfamiliarity was gone.
I reluctantly left to go up to my bed in the loft. I’d almost risk another broken leg just to be able to stay in Trevor’s arms, but sleep was pulling me and Trevor would be here in the morning.
Every morning. He smiled.
I climbed the ladderlike stairs to the loft, collapsed into my too-cold bed, and was instantly asleep.
CHAPTER 6
I watched it from the sidelines—like it was happening to someone else. Hunter punched me in the head, shoved me down, and unzipped his fly. Across the room, Trevor fought against the manacles that held him back, forcing him to watch as Hunter—
“Trevor!” Oh, my God in Heaven. This was Trevor’s nightmare. I was watching horrible things happen to my dream-self in Trevor’s dream. I forced my way over to him—moving in that too-slow dream motion—and finally threw myself to block his view. “Trevor! TREVOR!” I grabbed his shoulders, forcing him to focus on the real me. “You’re dreaming. It’s just a dream!”
“A dream?” The anguish in his voice rasped at my heart.
“It’s a dream.” I said again, cringing as a tortured scream came from the dream-me behind me.
He tried to focus—to change the dream—but it wasn’t working; he was too upset. Finally, he just grabbed a chair with invisible hands and threw it. Hard.
Something crashed around the sanctuary, waking us both.
DAMMIT! A shuddering horror filled my mind. My arms wrapped around my head, squeezing tightly, trying to could hold back the flood of pain and guilt.
“Maddie? Are you okay?” Trevor vaulted up beside me, radiating concern.
I was so selfish! I should’ve stayed in the infirmary!
“Maddie, it’s okay.”
It’s NOT okay! I… I polluted your mind! Like Hunter had polluted mine. It was like a mental virus or something.
“Maddie, don’t.” Trevor pulled me close.
It’s all my fault. Angry tears spilled from my eyes. I did that to you!
Trevor pulled my chin up until our eyes met. “No. You didn’t do that to me.”
I did! I felt sick-at-heart.
No. Maddie, no. You didn’t. THEY did that to US.
My breath caught. I wiped my face with the back of my hand and sniffed.
“They did that to us,” he repeated aloud. “Maddie, I’ve been having nightmares for the past two months. I’ve been imagining all sorts of terrible things—”
So this is just the latest horror. I tried to smile… and failed. My lip quivered too much to pull it off. I was suddenly surrounded by Trevor’s invisible embrace. His physical fingertips traced the edges of my face. I put my own hands up to his cheeks, feeling the warmth of his skin and the slight scratch of his stubble.
In a long series
I don’t want to rush you.
My hand slid up to touch his cheek. I suddenly felt the wonderful reality of being in Trevor’s arms again—like every-thing had shifted back into focus.
Safe . I’m safe. I opened my soul to Trevor, letting him feel my love for him—my sense of being safe with him. We let the world dim and the energy grew between us—tender and strong—filling us both and taking us beyond our physical bodies so we could connect as souls.
Afterward, we lay in each other’s arms, feeling restored and whole again. That jittery, lonely insecurity was gone. We both felt the worst of my trauma drain away. I smiled into Trevor’s eyes, feeling how underused those facial muscles had been. Could smile muscles atrophy?
Trevor grinned back, hearing my thoughts. I think we’ll need to do some intense rehab to restore those muscles. I reached up and traced his lips with the tip of one finger. Invisible fingers combed through my hair in a slow, soothing rhythm. The sense of unfamiliarity was gone.
I reluctantly left to go up to my bed in the loft. I’d almost risk another broken leg just to be able to stay in Trevor’s arms, but sleep was pulling me and Trevor would be here in the morning.
Every morning. He smiled.
I climbed the ladderlike stairs to the loft, collapsed into my too-cold bed, and was instantly asleep.
CHAPTER 6
I watched it from the sidelines—like it was happening to someone else. Hunter punched me in the head, shoved me down, and unzipped his fly. Across the room, Trevor fought against the manacles that held him back, forcing him to watch as Hunter—
“Trevor!” Oh, my God in Heaven. This was Trevor’s nightmare. I was watching horrible things happen to my dream-self in Trevor’s dream. I forced my way over to him—moving in that too-slow dream motion—and finally threw myself to block his view. “Trevor! TREVOR!” I grabbed his shoulders, forcing him to focus on the real me. “You’re dreaming. It’s just a dream!”
“A dream?” The anguish in his voice rasped at my heart.
“It’s a dream.” I said again, cringing as a tortured scream came from the dream-me behind me.
He tried to focus—to change the dream—but it wasn’t working; he was too upset. Finally, he just grabbed a chair with invisible hands and threw it. Hard.
Something crashed around the sanctuary, waking us both.
DAMMIT! A shuddering horror filled my mind. My arms wrapped around my head, squeezing tightly, trying to could hold back the flood of pain and guilt.
“Maddie? Are you okay?” Trevor vaulted up beside me, radiating concern.
I was so selfish! I should’ve stayed in the infirmary!
“Maddie, it’s okay.”
It’s NOT okay! I… I polluted your mind! Like Hunter had polluted mine. It was like a mental virus or something.
“Maddie, don’t.” Trevor pulled me close.
It’s all my fault. Angry tears spilled from my eyes. I did that to you!
Trevor pulled my chin up until our eyes met. “No. You didn’t do that to me.”
I did! I felt sick-at-heart.
No. Maddie, no. You didn’t. THEY did that to US.
My breath caught. I wiped my face with the back of my hand and sniffed.
“They did that to us,” he repeated aloud. “Maddie, I’ve been having nightmares for the past two months. I’ve been imagining all sorts of terrible things—”
So this is just the latest horror. I tried to smile… and failed. My lip quivered too much to pull it off. I was suddenly surrounded by Trevor’s invisible embrace. His physical fingertips traced the edges of my face. I put my own hands up to his cheeks, feeling the warmth of his skin and the slight scratch of his stubble.
In a long series
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