The Name in My Dreams (Part 1)
Thea’s POV
I jerked awake, my heart racing as consciousness slammed into me like a freight train. Something had pulled me from my sleep–a dream, maybe? Or was it a memory fragment breaking through? Whatever it was remained frustratingly blurry, the images refusing to solidify in my mind.
But one thing came through with crystal clarity: a name.
Kane.
The name echoed in my head, persistent and demanding attention. I carefully extracted
myself from Sebastian’s arms and sat up, trying not to wake him. Who the fuck was Kane?
Did I know him? Was he important to me? Questions swirled in my mind as I tried to
make sense of why this particular name had managed to penetrate the wall blocking my
memories.
Moonlight streamed through our bedroom window, casting everything in an eerie glow that only heightened my unease after that fragmented dream. A shiver ran down my spine
as I reached over and switched on the bedside lamp, needing to chase away the shadows.
“Thea? What’s wrong?” Sebastian’s sleep–roughened voice made me turn toward him.
Holy shit, he looked good. All sleepy–eyed with his hair rumpled and that perfectly sculpted chest on full display. I couldn’t help swallowing hard as I took in the sight. There
was no denying Sebastian Ashworth was a walking work of art–a sexy–as–hell work of art
at that.
“Thea?” he prompted again, pulling me from my appreciative trance.
Should I tell him? It had been several days since I’d woken up, but I still couldn’t shake
the feeling that he was keeping something from me. Something big. And somehow, my gut told me that whoever Kane was, Sebastian probably wasn’t his biggest fan.
Things between us had been going so well, and I was terrified of fucking it all up. I bit my lip, holding back the question that wanted to spill out. But God, I needed to know who this man was and why his name had pierced through that wall in my head.
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The Name in My Dreams (Part 1)
Sebastian sat up in bed and turned to face me, bringing us eye to eye. His hand landed on my bare arm, sending a shiver through me that had nothing to do with the cool night air. I couldn’t help imagining what those hands would feel like exploring every inch of my body. I actually ached for it.
Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm my racing pulse. This was all so new. I still hadn’t fully accepted that his feelings for me were real, so jumping into bed with him—well, more than just sleeping–probably wasn’t the smartest move.
I rubbed my face with my hands and decided to just be honest with him. “I just woke up
from a dream that I think was a memory,” I said softly, noticing how his body instantly tensed beside me but appreciating that he didn’t pull away. That raised an eyebrow.
“Do you remember what it was about?” His voice held a note of hesitation.
There it was again. That subtle indication that he was hiding something, or that there
were things he hoped I wouldn’t remember.
I studied him carefully, but his expression remained unreadable. Sighing, I shook my
head.
“No, I don’t remember what it was.” I heard his slight exhale of relief. “But there was a
name that kept echoing in my mind.”
He tensed again. The man really sucked at playing it cool. If you only looked at those cold
eyes and expressionless face, you’d think he didn’t give a shit, but I knew Sebastian… I knew that right now, for whatever reason, he was nervous.
“What name?” he asked.
“Kane.” I paused, staring at my hands before meeting his gaze again. “Who is he? Do you
know him?”
The waves of tension rolling off him were impossible to miss. He was forcing himself to
relax, and that captured my full attention. He always kept his emotions in check, so seeing him like this… struggling with whatever was bothering him, made him seem more real.
I saw the hesitation in his eyes. He was debating whether to tell me something. Seeing this, I reached for his clenched fist resting on the covers.
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“Sebastian, who is Kane?”
He took a deep breath, then let it out slowly.
“He’s Phoenix’s father.”
That simple sentence shocked me into silence. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Since waking up, I’d been wondering about Phoenix’s father. Now I had an answer, but I had no
idea what to do with it.
How I ended up pregnant with another man’s child was still a mystery that haunted me. I
knew myself, and I knew I would never betray Sebastian. I loved him too much.
Unless I had completely changed as a person, I couldn’t imagine myself with any other
man.
“You told me I never cheated, so what’s the deal with this Kane? How did I end up with
him?” I asked.
Since we were already on the topic, I might as well get answers and resolve this issue that had been bothering me.
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