Chapter Fifteen
Foresight
A soft roaring sound woke her. Disoriented, Fasha opened her eyes and slowly grew aware that the roaring sound was Jahar"s gentle snoring on the other side of the bed. He was lying on his back, apart from her, the lone sheet covering him from the waist down. She rolled over to stare at him, and smiled at the innocent little-boy look on his face.
They shouldn"t have made love. She shouldn"t have succumbed to him. But as strong as she was, he was her Achilles Heel. Her Kryptonite. Yet, she had to admit one truth to herself. She hadn"t dreamt any more last night. At least, not that she could remember. Shreds of her nightmare still clung to her psyche like sticky spider webs, yet their emotional impact no longer had any effect. And although her body was reminding
