I watched this go down, no longer shocked the intensely masculine, slightly scary, totally badass Knight Sebring was completely cool with playing Uno (but he preferred Operation).
Instead, I watched it remembering that I’d been tormented by bad dreams since my parents died when I was a little girl.
But when Knight entered my life and made me his in a way he told me was forever, then proved that true, I’d not had one dream.
No, in sleep, I never dreamed.
Now, watching my man with our girls, knowing Nick was somewhere safe and happy…
Life was another story.
* * * * *
Olivia
Fifteen Hours Later
“Livvie.”
I was dreaming.
I felt soft breath on my neck as a gentle finger slid over my shoulder.
“Baby.”
Happy dreaming.
A hand cupped my jaw, a thumb sliding across my cheek, my ear, into my hair.
And a whisper from close.
“Dawn is coming, honey. Open your eyes.”
I was scared.
Terrified.
If I woke up, like so many mornings before, a lifetime of them, it might be gone.
But the promise was too beautiful.
And now, I believed.
I opened my eyes.
And there it was, an inch away.
Swimming in an ocean of blue, a new day dawning.
And me?
I woke up from my dream to a living dream.
Complete, happy…
And loved.
Epilogue