Forget Me Not
“Whatever was beneath her was soft. Warm fingers stroked her hair from her brow. She wanted to linger in the darkness, lazing in the gentle feel of the hand on her skin. It was with great effort that she opened her eyes.
J.D.’s face came into focus. She blinked a few times, looking past him to the wall behind. Her bearings came to her. She was in her room. Obviously on the bed. The mattress dipped where J.D. sat next to her.
“You’re a hell of a shot,” he said, his words echoing through her muddled head. She still felt fuzzy. She was loath to think she’d actually fainted. With everything she’d been through this past year, she had never succumbed to the clutches of feminine weakness.
Everything came flooding back to her. She’d thrown on a shirt as soon as she heard that man on the landing. Then she’d unlocked the door, just to peek through the crack. That’s when she’d seen the fight start down below. It had been a furniture-tossing and barehanded brawl, just like in Rawhide’s Wild Tales ...of Revenge.MoreLess
J.D.’s face came into focus. She blinked a few times, looking past him to the wall behind. Her bearings came to her. She was in her room. Obviously on the bed. The mattress dipped where J.D. sat next to her.
“You’re a hell of a shot,” he said, his words echoing through her muddled head. She still felt fuzzy. She was loath to think she’d actually fainted. With everything she’d been through this past year, she had never succumbed to the clutches of feminine weakness.
Everything came flooding back to her. She’d thrown on a shirt as soon as she heard that man on the landing. Then she’d unlocked the door, just to peek through the crack. That’s when she’d seen the fight start down below. It had been a furniture-tossing and barehanded brawl, just like in Rawhide’s Wild Tales ...of Revenge.MoreLess
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