A Facade to Shatter
“She sat up with a start, certain she’d heard a cry. It was raining outside, a typical summer storm. A jagged bolt of lightning shot across the sky, followed by a crack of thunder.
The bed beside her was empty, the sheets tossed back. She grappled on the nightstand for the baby monitor, but it was gone. Sighing, she climbed from bed and put on her robe. Then she padded out the door and down the hallway to the nursery.
Zach looked up as she entered. He was sitting in the rocking chair, cradling their son in his arms while the baby cooed and yawned. Zach smiled, and her heart lurched with all the love she felt for the two men in her life.
“I believe it was my turn,” she said tiredly.
“I was awake,” he said, shrugging.
“A dream?” she asked, thinking of the storm and worrying for him.
“I was dreaming, yes,” he said. “But not about the war.”
“You weren’t?”
He looked down at their baby, his sexy mouth curling in a smile. “No. I dreamed I was flying. And then I dreamed I was on a beach with you.”
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