CHAPTER NINETEEN
PRIYABirds fly overhead in no pattern as the sun shines on me, warming my skin. The boat gently rocks back and forth, swaying with the ocean waves. A sense of calm falls over me as the wind whips through my hair.
A cold drop of water falls on my forehead, and I wipe it off. Then more start to fall. Suddenly, two strong hands wrap around my neck. I can’t make out the face; the lack of oxygen blurs my vision. When I’m about to pass out, the hands toss me into the water, and I see the blue of the ocean.
I gasp for air just in time to stop myself from falling out of the tree.
“Damn, that was close,” I say out loud to no one. These dreams of water keep surfacing like a forbidden omen.
“You don’t say,” says a smoky voice. The depths of Jax’s eyes stare at me.
“Were you wat
