Fire exploded in a glorious ball of yellow and red and blue-tinged flames. She felt the heat on her back as she ran, the flames licking hungrily at her body.
Her skin felt scorched from the heat that chased her. It was all she could do to stay on her feet. The faster and farther she ran, the closer and hotter the flames grew.
Fear kept her moving.
She stumbled and fell.
Sidney Brewer woke abruptly, lungs burning, chest heaving, gasping for air as she fought down the panic clutching at her insides. She shivered from the powerful force of her nightmare.
It was the phone call that had the demons rising again. The call from Garrett Blake.
She’d be damned if she’d do that again. No matter how much he sweet-talked. She wasn’t going to stand by and watch him crash and burn again.
She wasn’t going to stand by and watch him die.She let go of what once was and didn’t want it back.
A dizzy wave of nausea drenched her with sweat, moisture popping out of her pores to bead up on her skin. She splashed cold water on her face until it subsided.
She stared at herself in the mirror, disliking the fact that just the sound of his voice still affected her just like it always did. It was deep, husky and she loved to hear him talk. Loved his enthusiasm and excitement. No one since had made her feel the way she did about Garrett.
Damn it. Damn him!
