She sighed. She didn’t like seeing him like this. In fact, she kind of hated it. She preferred bossy, commanding, in her face all the time, Cash.
The question was, how did she make this better?
“What are you doing out here, Addie? You know you’re not supposed to come out here on your own.”
She nodded. She did know that. She took a sip of the honey drink. Oh, that was nice. “Just needed some cold air.”
Addie risked a glance up at him to find he was frowning as he stared out into the night.
“Another nightmare?” he asked.
She nodded.
“Same as last night?”
“Yeah.”
She took another sip of the hot honey drink. This was so awkward. Maybe she should just go back to bed, but she could feel the walls closing in on her. Which was weird, considering she spent most of her time in her bedroom back home.
Why was she feeling so claustrophobic now?
Cash was tense and he was tapping his foot against the floorboards of the porch. She wanted to ask him what was wrong.
Feeling out of place and like a complete idiot, she bounced Snaggles up and down on her knee.
What came over her next, she had no idea.
But she placed Snaggles down with his wide mouth around Cash’s arm and his fake teeth against his skin. “Grr, grr.”
And now she wasn’t sure who was more tense or more shocked. Her or Cash.
Oh. My. God.
What had Snaggles just done? And how did she get him to undo it? Was there a time machine close by? Was this all a bad dream?
It had to be a bad dream. That was it.
Oh, thank goodness for that. She was dreaming. All she needed to do was wake up.
She closed her eyes, then opened them again. Nothing.
“Addie?” Cash asked. “Are you all right?”
Close. Open. Close. Open. Oh God. Still stuck in the dream, which was fast becoming a nightmare.
She was starting to feel sick from how quick she was opening and closing her eyes.
“Addie, Addie, what’s wrong?” Cash grasped hold of her arm and shook her slightly. “Addie, are you feeling all right? Shit, are you having some sort of seizure?”
It’s all right. This is still a bad dream. None of this was real.
Reaching over, she pinched his arm.
“What did you do that for?” He stared down at his arm in surprise. “First, Snaggles bites me, and now you pinch me? Have I done something?”
She shook her head. What could she do to wake up? Oh, she knew.
She put the mug down. Reaching over, she placed her hand around the back of his neck, before drawing him in and kissing him briefly.
