Blakely’s POV
“Blakely!”
My eyes jerk open as I get pulled from the same nightmare that I relive over and over.
The snow…the blood…
Jake has his arms around me as I lay across his lap, and his eyes fill with relief as I look up at them.
“Oh, thank god.”
He closes his eyes as he exhales deeply.
I grab his shirt to pull myself up and slide off his lap onto the bench beside him as I pull at the hem of my dress.
Well, this is awkward.
I had this whole plan to be irresistible tonight. To make Jake jealous and regret his decision to bring Raina.
Nothing sexy about a person convulsing on your lap in the middle of a make-out session.
I really thought that I was getting over these little ‘night-mares’.
The last few times that Jake and I have messed around this hasn’t happened.
Why
