Billie.
I was standing in a quiet room, then the walls dissolved into sand and a blue sky above me. Suddenly I was on the beach, barefoot, the ocean stretching out in front of me. The waves looked alive.
I took one step back.
The water surged forward, faster than it should have, pulling at my ankles like invisible hands. I tried to run, but the sand sucked at my feet. The pull grew stronger, dragging me deeper. Cold water climbed my calves, my thighs and my waist.
I struggled, arms flailing, but the current was merciless. My legs gave out and I fell.
Suddenly I was underwater. But I wasn’t drowning.
Someone was holding me.
Warm lips pressed against the side of my neck. Strong arms circled my waist, keeping me floating. I turned in the embrace and saw Law’s hair drifting in the cu
