FORTY-THREE
I dragged my feet to the door and managed to unlock it. All that playing made it easier to twist the locks, though it still hurt to stand. I had to lean on the door to rest.
I shifted my weight from the wooden door to the screen one, swinging it out to see my visitor better.
Stronger hands than mine moved the door as I did, dragging me along with it and partway down the steps. I tried to hang on, but my fingers weren't strong enough.
Fortunately, Nathan's arms were. The only reason I didn't fall was because he caught me.
"What happened?" I heard him say.
I mumbled something about how I couldn't sleep with the nightmares. How the nightmares wouldn't go away.
He lifted me in his arms and told me he was taking me to bed. I wanted to laugh, thinking that such a seduction see
