Time for sleep.Her baby needed rest.
She exhaled shakily and withdrew her fingers from her pussy.
Jenna blew out the nearby candles, switched off the bedside lamp, rolled onto her side, and pulled the sheets up to her chin as if they could shield her from the ache that settled in her chest.It had been years since she’d seen Axel and she still missed him like crazy.
No,you can’t miss him.No, you don’t miss him.
But as she was drifting off to sleep, she was grateful she hadn’t thought about her late husband.She pushed a pop-up thought of Tim away.
Then she heard a taunting whisper in the back of her mind.
Yes, you do miss Axel.
She fell asleep and dreamed about Axel.About the night he’d proposed.
He’d done it on the night before her twenty-first birthday.Gosh, she had been so excited to be engaged to him.He’d been the man of her dreams.
Strong.Well-hung.A real nice guy, but he did have a temper when it came to bullies and that weakness got him into trouble.Had gotten him into serious trouble.
They’d planned on a June wedding, a year into the future.She’d wanted to get married to the love of her life on her birthday and he’d agreed, stating the day couldn’t come soon enough for him because he wanted lots of kids.Just like she did.
It would have been the best birthday present ever...but things had changed so suddenly, so horrendously.
Jenna awoke with a start, her heart jumping against her chest.Fear smashed away the grogginess of sleep and something deep in the back of her mind warned her something was wrong and that’s why she’d awoken so abruptly.
She lay still and opened her eyes, staring in confusion at her illuminated clock.
Three a.m.on the dot.
She’d been asleep six solid hours.It was dark and the wind continued to pummel her house and blast against the lone bedroom window just as it had when she’d gone to bed.
A rumble drifted through the air.
Thunder?She wasn’t quite sure what it might be, but panic washed over her in one giant wave sending icy goosebumps slithering up and down her spine.
She began to shake as she focused a stare on the window.She’d drawn the curtains before climbing into bed last night, but she could see lightning flashing.
No, not lightning.
Headlights from a vehicle, which meant someone was here.
Who would be coming here at this hour?No one had ever come to her place in the dead of night.
Could it be Ginny?Had her baby sister decided to come back, despite her note saying she wasn’t returning any time soon and that she’d get in touch?A split second of relief burst through her that maybe she had come back, but just as quickly it disappeared.Ginny would have called and let her know she was on her way in.
No.Someone was here, and a premonition told her the intruder meant her harm.
Terror exploded like dynamite through her and in a split second, she was out of bed and racing into the hallway.
She screamed as her bedroom window smashed, shards of glass shattering all over her hardwood floor.
A squeal of tires followed, and she knew the vehicle was racing out of her parking lot.
Chapter Three
Dear Lord!
She trembled, her teeth chattering as she waited and tried to collect her thoughts.
