Too Wilde to Tame (Wilde Security) by Tonya Burrows

Author:Tonya Burrows [Burrows, Tonya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ballet, Mystery, neighors, Entangled, ballet teacher, Romance, Tonya Burrows, wilde security, Ignite, Suspense, dance, broody hero, revenge
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2017-02-26T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

It should have been him.

Greer bolted upright from his bedroll on the floor of his apartment, sweat pouring off him. He still felt Dustin Williamson’s dismembered arm in his hand. Felt the thick, dusty air rattling around in his lungs. Felt the flames licking at his skin and the agony of a bullet wound in his side. The sick-sweet stench of death surrounded him.

No. He wasn’t there anymore. He was home, and he’d only had a dream. All just a dream. Another fucking one.

Greer scrambled for his phone, scrolled through the names, and nearly hit send when he found Seth Harlan in his contacts. Seth, his youngest brother’s best friend, had seen some shit overseas. He’d come back from it damaged, and for months he’d been Greer’s sympathetic ear on nights like tonight. Seth knew what it felt like to wake up with your heart pounding out of your chest and a cold sweat soaking your bed. He knew what it felt like when the nightmares got too fucking real.

Except now…Seth was healing. He had a good thing going and had a good woman by his side to help him through the rough nights. Calling him, dragging him back into the darkness, seemed like an act of cruelty.

Greer set the phone down. He didn’t need to call for help. He’d handled everything in his life on his own, and he could handle this. It was just a nightmare. Just. A. Nightmare.

He squeezed his eyes shut, but the image of Dustin’s arm was right there, burned on the back of his eyelids. The limb had been surprisingly light, no more than ten pounds.

Shit.

He had to talk to someone, even if only to take the tremble out of his hands, and it sure as shit wasn’t going to be his brothers. Or Natalie. He grabbed his phone again, scrolled past Seth’s name, found another contact, and hit send.

A slurred voice answered. “Yeah?”

Greer checked the time on his phone’s screen. Nearly six in the morning, so on the West Coast it was closing in on three a.m. “Did I wake you?”

“You fucking know the answer to that,” Zak Hendricks grumbled.

Yeah, he did. A resounding no. Zak slept about as much as he did, and these late-night chats were getting to be all too common between them. “How’s the leg?”

Zak gave a laugh tinged with bitterness. “It’s still gone.”

Christ, it killed Greer that he hadn’t acted soon enough, had obeyed orders for too long, and because of that Zak hadn’t made it home in one piece. The image of Dustin Williamson’s detached arm came with such clarity it was like he was in Syria all over again, holding the limb in his hand. He shuddered. Jumped up from his bedroll and paced the length of his room.

The walls were closing in on him.

He threw open his balcony door and stepped outside into the chill spring morning. He gulped in several deep breaths until the image faded from his mind and he found his voice again.

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