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heart
pounding. "Wait for me, please!" He sobbed.
                Elise felt her heart plummet. He was dreaming
and it was awful. She moved silently towards the bed, afraid she'd scare him if
she woke him suddenly.
                "Don't do this!"
                She felt her knees touch the mattress. Elise
leaned forward, letting her hands stretch towards him. Before they made
contact, she felt the heat rising from his skin. Spencer's heart seemed to beat
from within her, it was so loud. Perhaps she could sooth him without waking
him. She remembered Martha holding her when she'd come to her during
particularly frightening evenings.
                As carefully as she could, Elise rested one hip
on the mattress beside him. Then, she slid her hand towards the pillow, her
body lowering until it rested next to his. Spencer's head tossed from side to
side on the pillow and he released another scratchy sob. Elise rested her head
on the pillow next to him and ever so gently placed a hand on his shoulder. She
almost leapt from the bed when her hand connected with hot, naked skin. How
could a nightmare make one so hot? Elise let her hand skim down his back,
curious to know if he was only naked on top. Dear lord! Spencer wasn't wearing
a stitch of clothing! When she'd imagined touching him she hadn't imagined
anything this naughty. Elise chided herself. She was supposed to be comforting
him not trying to satisfy her wanton curiosity.
                Elise gently stroked upwards along his spine
until her hand brushed against his hair. Her breath caught in her throat. It
was so soft, like silk against the backs of her fingers. But not along his neck
and forehead, she noticed as she let her fingers roam all over his scalp.
Spencer had been sweating and it clung to his damp skin. She continued to
ruffle his hair as it seemed to calm him.  Now and then, she'd let her hand
travel along his neck to his back. Elise traced swirls and waves along his
skin, cataloguing the various scars her fingers encountered and taking note of
how it had cooled since she'd began. Spencer's pained groans and moans became
relaxed sighs and he hummed with pleasure from time to time.
                Content with her efforts, Elise decided it was
time to carefully get up. She tried to pull her arm from under the pillow and
rise, lifting her other hand from his skin to push off the mattress. Spencer
mumbled something that must have been in French and the arm that had rested
between them pulled Elise against him. The other arm slid from under the pillow
and beneath her, fully enclosing her in his embrace. "Mien." Mine .
Spencer sighed as he buried his face in her neck.
                Elise should have been shocked. She should have
protested and pushed against him but she knew it would have been false. She
breathed in Spencer's scent and wallowed in the warmth. Delighted in the feel
of his naked skin against the exposed skin of her neck and arms. The warm, damp
huff of his breath against her neck made her skin prickle with goosebumps and
Elise was surprised at how good it felt. Normally, anything against her neck
made her feel raw and exposed. This was none of that. The goosebumps were
quickly being replaced with warmth that seemed to radiate towards the core of
her being, between her legs. Not wanting to disturb Spencer or bring the moment
to an end, she settled against him and relaxed. What harm could another ten
minutes or so do?

Chapter 5
     
                Gilles clung desperately to sleep, afraid to let
go of the first good dream he'd had in almost a year. Somehow, in the middle of
the nightmare he'd come to expect every night, it had melted away like a
watercolor left in the rain. He'd been riding hell for leather towards the
coast one minute and the next he was settling into thick, sun warmed grass and
a sea of wild flowers. Then, an entirely different dream began to form.
Searching, hungry