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Kaylee’s frightened sobs had awakened him.

He’d grabbed his gun from beneath his pillow and bolted upright in one smooth motion, sweeping his gun back and forth, seeking out whatever had scared her. Then she’d thrashed and moaned again, and he’d realized there weren’t any bad guys hiding in the shadows of their hotel room. The bad guys were hiding in the shadowed recesses of her mind.

His heart had clenched in his chest at how terrified and pale she looked as the nightmare gripped her. So he’d put his gun away and leaned over, ready to shake her awake. But the moment he’d whispered her name and then placed his hand on her shoulder, she’d stilled, then rolled over to face him with a smile on her face, fast asleep.

He’d pulled his hand back and studied her beautiful face, watching her expression to make sure the nightmare was really gone.