When she finally relaxed, his rough cheek brushed hers. “What were you dreaming about last night?” His voice was low, near her ear. “When you called out for me.” Rune’s shot went wide. What? She’d called out for him? Humiliation flooded her. She kept her gaze fixed on the girl with the plate, trying to focus. But feverish images from last night kept flashing through her mind. “It was nothing. Just a dream.” His arm tightened around her, anchoring her to him. “It didn’t sound like nothing.” Rune lost control of her breathing. Lowering the rifle a little, she turned her face toward his. Their
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