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the unfamiliar room, everything felt alien. She’d never felt so alone.
                  She wondered for the countless time, how someone as compassionate and caring as Brody had managed to remain unattached for so long. Although Cade had been extremely jealous of Brody, he was still one of the few people in the world who Cade respected as well. Cade told her Brody dated some of the most beautiful, most desirable women in Denver and although he might choose to sleep with such women, he never planned to marry.
                  According to Cade, Brody had watched his father go through a bitter divorce when he was just a boy. His mother abandoned Brody after the divorce and ran away with the man she had destroyed her marriage for.
                  In the years following the divorce, she never once attempted to contact her son. Watching his father struggle with depression after the divorce had left Brody permanently scarred toward marriage.
                  Reyna lay sleepless, watching the lights of the city play across the room. The exhaustion from the weeks of living in fear seemed to have become a part of her, but still, it was almost impossible to sleep. When she did, Cade was never far from her, reaching out to her through her dreams.
                  It was always the same. Each time she dreamed of him, she was back at the apartment once more and he was hurting her, forcing her to go with him that night. She could almost feel the fear that overpowered her as the Mercedes sped through the red light into the blinding headlights of the oncoming car. She could hear the horrendous sound of metal against metal becoming a raging inferno. Reyna tried to free herself from the seatbelt, crying out for help just before the flames, hot and scorching, engulfed her body searing her skin. She could almost smell the burning flesh. She turned screaming in terror only to see Cade laughing through the raging curtain of flames, reaching out for her beyond his fiery grave to take her back with him. Her lungs filled with smoke and she began to struggle against him fighting to break free of his deathly grip, screaming in terror, forcing herself awake.
                  Reyna realized then it wasn’t Cade who held her but Brody. Brody was shaking her, trying to wake her from her nightmare.
                  Her hands touched his bare chest. Brody gathered her close, gently stroking her hair.
                  “It’s okay. It was just a dream. You’re okay. It was only a dream.”
                  “Oh God, Brody, it was Cade. It was the night of the crash. I was there with him. I, I tried to get out but I couldn’t get the seat belt free. The fire was everywhere—all around me, burning me.” Reyna began to shiver, unable to control the fear that went through her at reliving those memories. “It seemed so real. Cade was holding me there…he wouldn’t let me go.”
                  Brody switched off the light and brought the covers over them both. Then he tugged her close to him. She could feel the heat from his body as it slowly began to penetrate her fear. He massaged the tension from her.
                  “Shh, Reyna, it’s okay, I’m right here. I won’t let anything hurt you ever again. It’s okay. Go to sleep now. Everything will be okay.”
                  “Brody, promise me that you won’t leave me. I don’t think I can be alone. I don’t want to see him again.” Reyna moved closer to Brody, her arms going round his waist. He felt so safe. So warm. So…tempting. So forbidden. She could feel the tension that vibrated throughout his body.
                  Brody caught his breath, his anger reached out to her in the darkness. “It’s okay, Reyna, I’m not going anywhere. Just go back to sleep, okay? It’s late.”
                  Reality washed over her in an