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WILLA woke up in a strange bed, her head resting on a stiff pillow. Her hand being held by another.
Her eyes fluttered open. “Sawyer?”
He was sitting in a nearby chair, texting with one hand, while he kept her hand enfolded in his other. But he put the phone down and turned in his seat as soon as she said his name.
“You’re awake,” he said, his voice husky and low.
“Is this a dream?”
He let out a sound, somewhere between a huff and a laugh. “If you’d known how many times I’ve had to ask myself that over the last few weeks. The secret’s in the leg...”
He bunched up his left sweat pants leg to reveal the carbon one underneath. “If I’ve got two whole legs it’s a dream. If not, then it’s real.”
“Okay, then I must be awake.” But she couldn’t stop smiling dreamily at him. So he really
