Chapter Six
A hand clamped over Etta’s mouth, jolting her from sleep. She struggled against the restraint and Geoff’s face swam in her vision. Her body thrashed as panic clawed at her chest and she lashed out with her teeth, catching the fleshy part of the hand holding her down.
“Ow, dammit, Etta.”
The voice wasn’t Geoff’s. Her vision cleared and Alex peered down at her. He removed his hand and held it to his own lips.
“You drew blood.”
She shrugged and scooted up in the bed so she was sitting. The blanket fell from around her shoulders, revealing bare arms and the low cut of her sleeping gown. She watched Alex’s eyes skim her chest. His breath hitched before his heated gaze connected with hers. She quirked an eyebrow.
“You shouldn’t be here,” she hissed.
He grinned. “You won’t be s
