Chapter 15
Lance
The next morning, Charlie stirs against my chest. She was a million miles away yesterday as we dealt with the aftermath of her abduction. Withdrawn. Seemingly numb. Almost blank.
It’s scared the hell out of me—and nothing scares me.
To make it worse, she had nightmares during the night, waking up with startled cries, trembling in my arms as I held her and reminded her she was safe.
Now, she blinks her eyes open and then her gaze slides away from me. My pulse picks up speed.
“Charlie? Talk to me, angel. I know you’re not okay.”
She sits up and swings her legs over the side of the bed, giving me her back. She’s in one of her threadbare graphic tees and a pair of panties. There was no love-making last night and it seems like there won’t be any this morning, either.
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