Jo swam towards consciousness slowly, resisting it a bit because this dream world was so soft and warm, so safe and quiet. But a part of her knew that there was something important waiting for her in the world of awareness and even though it was dark and awful, it couldn’t be avoided forever. It wasn’t going anywhere and it would wait.
It was waiting.
“Jolene. Hey, baby.”
She groaned at the slight pain in her head but forced her eyes open at that wonderful, rough voice calling her baby. She was sure that she’d never get used to it, certainly never take it for granted.
And there he was, in all of his silver-blond gorgeous glory, sitting next her bed and looking all ‘I’ve been up all night’ sexy. Not many men could look hot with messed-up hair and dark circles under their eyes and a wrin
