Chapter Ten
"Mack!" Someone shoved me. I opened my eyes.
At first, I thought I was still dreaming. You know, that dream where you're Hercules, and you've been captured by the sexy, leather-clad sss Queen, and chained to her bed. We all have that dream, right?
Then I realized it was Recca standing over me. Her red hair was pulled back in a ponytail. She was wearing sports gear, that skin-tight stuff like superheroes wear in the comics. Serena Williams has nothing on Recca Mann in the athletic body department. She was silhouetted against the golden light of the morning sun, her shoulders broad, sweat glistening over her powerful curves. She looked like some kind of warrior-angel. It was a hero shot, straight out of a Joss Whedon action movie. Maybe I was still dreaming.
"What the hell ha
