I jolted up. I was in bed, drenched in sweat and clasping the blanket to my naked chest. My breath was shaking and I immediately turned to cling to Jacob, but his side of the bed was empty and cold. The sun was streaming in through the windows, and the clock on the dresser read that it was almost 9:30am. Too late, in farm country.
Movement in the corner of the room put me on the defense. But it was Rosalind, laid out on a chaise lounge that had been dragged into the room. She was tossing a ball in the air and catching it over and over.
“Well, good morning Luna. I thought I’d have to wait all day for you to wake up!” She teased with a silly grin.
I was still shaken.
“Where’s Jacob?” I was still trying to snap out of the dream. My heart was banging in my chest so hard that my ribs hur
