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frowned. Damn it. His son had nightmares all the time. They caused him no end of pain. Groaning, he walked the short hallway to check on his guest.
    And froze.
    What the hell? She lay on the bed, dressed in panties and a t-shirt, except the lower half of her body was missing.
    She moaned again, flipped over and this time one leg appeared but the other was still missing.
    Fascinated, he watched for a moment longer, wondering if she felt anything. If the energy of the missing pieces could send signals to her brain. And why was this happening when she was asleep? The nightmare?
    He hated to stand there and watch but knew she had to be the only female in the world who could possibly do what she was doing.
    Suddenly she cried out, her arms throwing up defensively in front of herself. And damn if her arms didn’t go invisible. He could still see her shoulders.
    Did she know this happened when asleep? Should he take a picture? Show her? He didn’t know what to do. He took one step back out into the hallway, his gaze glued to the tormented women in front of him. This wasn’t good. He hated to see women in distress. This one was a prickly version, but her distress seemed even more than most.
    That she suffered from major nightmares was obvious, but if they were based on issues from her life, well her life had been worse than he thought.
    A sudden backfire from a truck outside on the street had him spinning around. Realizing what it was, he turned back for a final look at his guest and realized – she was gone. The bed was empty.
    The covers straightened and clean – as if she’d never slept there at all.
    He glanced around the room but couldn’t see any sign of her. Earlier if he looked sideways there was an odd shimmer he’d quickly come to associate as being her.
    But he couldn’t see that same weird lighting effect now. He walked through her room looking.
    “Tia? Are you here?”
    But there was no answer.

Chapter 10

    T ia leaned against the wall, the shock waves still rippling down her body. She closed her eyes and tried to focus on her breathing. Dean was still in the bedroom while she’d booked it out to the hallway.
    The combination of that nightmare – the same damn nightmare she’d had since puberty – the shocking sound of the truck backfiring and waking up to find an almost nude male standing at the doorway watching her, sent her body into overdrive.
    Her heart still didn’t want to cooperate. She could feel her throat rasping as she tried hard to swallow. A cool breeze brushed down the hallway as Dean came out and stood, hands on his hips just feet beside her. She eyed him carefully. Could he see her this time? Then he cocked his head, looked directly at her and said, “Are you okay?”
    Damn.
    After a long moment she said, “I think so.”
    “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”
    “Sure. I’m used to waking up to men watching me sleep,” she snapped.
    “I wasn’t. Not really. The reason I came in the first place was that you were crying out. I presume you have nightmares.”
    “Such a mild word. As if what I have falls into that category.” She snorted. “But yes, as far as what you and the rest of the world would say, I have nightmares.”
    “My son does too.” He gave her a small apologetic smile. “I couldn’t not check on you. But I didn’t mean…” he swept his arm toward the hallway, “to scare you so badly.”
    “It doesn’t matter.” She sighed. “I live in running mode.”
    “I see that.” He watched her, his gaze serious, steady. “You’ve hardly had any rest. Please go back, and I promise I won’t check on you if you cry out again.”
    A broken laugh escaped. “Thanks for checking in the first place and sorry for overreacting.”
    “Well your instincts are sound – a little overwrought maybe, but sound.” He smiled at her. “You’re safe here.”
    “For the moment.” She walked back into the bedroom and added, “Until he finds me.”
    She lay