THE GREEK'S TINY MIRACLE by REBECCA WINTERS

Author:REBECCA WINTERS, [WINTERS,, REBECCA]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ROMANCE
Publisher: HARLEQUIN
Published: 2013-12-01T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

THERE WAS AN animal suffering in the darkness. Stephanie kept looking for it, but couldn’t find it. The whimpering turned into moans, torturing her. If only she could do something to help it. When it let out a piercing cry, the sound brought her awake.

All this time she’d been dreaming!

Trembling, she shot out of bed, incredulous that her mind had conjured anything so terrible. Something she’d eaten at the restaurant must not have agreed with her. Maybe a drink of water would help. She hurried to the bathroom. When she reached for a cup, her watch said 3:30.

After draining it, she went back to bed, but before she could fall asleep again she heard another bloodcurdling cry. This time she wasn’t dreaming. Without hesitation she threw on her robe and ran down the hall to Nikos’s room. Though she knocked several times, he didn’t respond. That was odd.

She knocked again before turning the door handle, hoping he wouldn’t mind the intrusion. One glance inside the room told her he hadn’t been to bed. It was still made. Had he gone to town?

Again she heard a moan, louder this time. It was coming from the deck. An animal had to be trapped there. Maybe a cat or a dog, but she hadn’t heard the security alarm go off. Needing something to protect her, she grabbed a fluffy bath towel from the bathroom and gingerly went up the stairs.

Once she was on deck the cry sounded like human sobbing. It was coming from the area of the transom. She walked toward it, then stopped dead in her tracks. There, crouching on the floor, was a man in a pair of sweats and nothing else. A crumpled blanket and sun bed lay nearby. He was on his knees with his head in his hands. As she got closer, she put a palm over her mouth.

Nikos!

Except it wasn’t the man she knew. This version of him wasn’t cognizant of the world right now. In a deep sleep, he was heaving great sobs, and fell over on his side. In the moonlight his tortured features glistened with moisture. Greek words broke from his lips. She couldn’t make out anything except Kon’s name, which he cried over and over again.

He’d been reliving the explosion. She knew about PTSD, but she’d never been with someone who was in the middle of a flashback. Without conscious thought she sank down on the sunbed next to him and put her arms around him.

“Nikos, wake up! This is just a bad dream.” She rocked him for a few minutes, but he was too immersed. At one point he grasped her arm and let out a scream that raised the hairs on the back of her neck.

“It’s all right, Nikos. It’s over. Go back to sleep.”

He twisted and turned, but held on while he sobbed on and off for another half hour. His fingers bit into her skin through the thin material of her robe, with such force she knew she’d have bruises.

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