Chapter 67
Chloe was having a dream. Make that a nightmare. Melinda was calling to her from someplace. She could hear her, but she couldn't see her. She kept saying "Chloe" over and over. Her voice rose in intensity until the word turned into a scream. She tried to find her but something was holding her down, pressing into her. She tried to push it away but it was too big and strong.
"Chloe? Chloe. Chloe, wake up."
Hands gripped her shoulders and shook her, and the voice suddenly wasn't Melinda's any more, but someone else's. It was deeper. Huskier.
"Chloe, come on."
Then hard masculine lips were on hers, kissing her as if someone's life depended on it. She broke away and her eyes flew open. Jonah was holding her, one strong arm wrapped around her, his face barely an inch from hers. His eyes were filled with concern.
"You're awake." He blew out a breath. "Good. You scared me to death there for a minute."