Respect (The Breaking Point Book 3) by Jay Crownover

Author:Jay Crownover [Crownover, Jay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Respect
Publisher: Jay Crownover LLC
Published: 2018-08-04T18:00:00+00:00

Karsen

I jolted awake locked in an unbreakable grasp, my back plastered tightly to Booker’s front. It took me a minute to figure out what woke me up. We’d both tumbled into an exhausted heap after doing our best to break the bed the night before. After the day we’d had, it was no surprise we fell asleep with the lights on, neither one of us moving, even though the other was naked and within touching distance. Booker didn’t lay out the plan for the following day before passing out, so I assumed we were going to sleep in and tackle the rest of our trip home refreshed and alert. I was super on board with sleeping in. I wasn’t a morning person on the best of days. However, as soon as the streaks of dawn’s first light started to peek through the curtains, my eyes were open and my body was tense and alert for reasons I couldn’t immediately identify.

Booker’s arms tightened around me, squeezing so hard it was right on the edge of being painful. His massive thighs twitched against the backs of mine, and I felt his big body shift in agitation. A quiet murmur whispered somewhere over my head and I felt his fingers flex and dig into my skin. Suddenly his entire body locked up tight and he pushed away from me as if he couldn’t put enough distance between his skin and mine. His dark head started to whip violently back and forth on the pillow and he lifted his hands protectively in front of him, mumbling the words ‘no’ and ‘stop’ over and over again. Even in his sleep, his mouth was twisted into a grimace of pain and there was a scowl morphing his features into something fierce and defensive.

It was no surprise he had nightmares. After everything he told me yesterday, I couldn’t imagine a way for him to ever escape that kind of darkness. It was actually shocking he was as well-adjusted as he was. Sure, he thrived on violence and destruction, but it was targeted and controlled. He didn’t wreak havoc without a reason. He wasn't an unsecured weapon ready to go off at the slightest provocation. No, for as dangerous as he was, he was never a threat to anyone who didn’t deserve his ire or who wasn’t a job. He kept telling me he would never hurt me on purpose, and he hadn’t. Until that night. Once again, I felt like I was catching up and only getting half the story. It was incredibly annoying considering the storyline was my life, and I should be the one driving the plotline forward, not simply moving from scene to scene as someone else narrated my journey.

I reached out tentative fingers to touch the deep furrows between his eyebrows. I made sure to leave enough room to roll away in case he was the type to wake violently from a bad dream. I whispered soothing words and gently tried to stroke the frown from his mouth.

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