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CHAPTER FOUR

WAS JENNY AWAKE YET?

Tru wiped the sweat from his face with the bottom of his T-shirt and listened for any signs of movement upstairs. She’d been sleeping soundly when he’d checked on her earlier, before heading out for his morning run.

His heart thudded at the memory of her tousled hair spread across his pillow and the curve of one smooth shoulder visible above the sheets. She’d looked peaceful.

How many times had he dreamed of her in his bed? Only he’d imagined a different reason for her being there.

He listened a moment longer while he drained a glass of ice water. Not a sound. If she didn’t surface in another hour, he’d check on her again. Maybe even wake her. A picture popped into his head of him leaning over to press a kiss to her lips. His pulse hitched, even as he deliberately pushed the image aside.

She may be Sleeping Beauty, but for damn sure she didn’t see him as Prince Charming.

Besides, her strange behavior in the diner had really worried him. He had tossed and turned all night wondering about it. Something serious was wrong and he intended to find out what that was.

As Tru shoved his glass into the water dispenser in the refrigerator door, the phone rang.

Grateful for the distraction, he grabbed the receiver.

“Hey, bro.” Jake sounded happy. “What are you up to tomorrow night?”

Tru frowned. “Nothing much. Why?”

“The moms are throwing a party.”

Whose birthday had he forgotten? “What are we celebrating?”