Promise Me Light by Weaver Paige

Author:Weaver, Paige [Weaver, Paige]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, New Adult, Contemporary Romance
ISBN: 9780989269841
Publisher: Paige Weaver LLC
Published: 2013-09-23T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Something pushed against my side. I snuggled deeper beneath the covers, closer to the warmth next to me. My chin and nose were numb with coldness. I pulled my legs closer to my chest and wrapped my arms around my middle, feeling content and at peace. In the back of my mind, I wondered who had put me in bed but it didn’t matter. It was warmer under the covers then in the chair so I wasn’t going to complain.

Someone nudged me again but this time it was sharper, harder. I peeled my eyes open but the room was in total darkness.

What’s going on?

Realizing that someone lay behind me, I started to roll over when suddenly a fist flew through the air, smacking me on the arm.

I yelped and scooted to the edge of the bed. Coldness washed over me, making the room feel more like a walk-in refrigerator than a bedroom. My eyes adjusted to the darkness quickly. I saw the outline of a person lying beside me, moaning and thrashing about, kicking the covers off of his legs.

“Ryder?” I reached out, touching his arm.

He cringed away, his head moving back and forth on the pillow. “Nooooo!” he screamed, pushing away from me, his eyes closed.

“Ryder!” I said louder, shaking him. He was scaring me. His legs kicked out, narrowly missing my feet. His large fist swung through the air, almost hitting me in the head.

The moonlight caught the whiteness of the bandage around his middle. If I don’t wake him up, he’ll pull the stitches out! Ignoring the threat to myself, I got to my knees. Scooting closer, I tried to grab his arms and stop him but he struggled, fighting me.

“Ryder! Wake up!” I yelled, trying to rouse him.

He growled, his eyes still tightly shut. “Try to kill me, you bastards,” he roared.

Suddenly, his eyes flew open but they were dazed, cloudy. I saw the cold sweat on his forehead but felt the heat rolling off of his body.

His fever was back.

With another growl, he grasped my wrists in one hand and flipped me onto my back, rolling on top of me. Breathing hard, he glared down at me, pinning me beneath him. I remembered his words from earlier, describing the nightmares he still had. I knew then that he was not really seeing me but the nightmare that haunted him.

“Ryder, it’s me. Maddie,” I said with a shaking voice, pleading for him to wake up. I tried to wiggle my wrists out of his hands but he had a firm grip on me.

His eyes held nothing. No recognition of me. No wakefulness. Only fever and delusion.

Transferring my wrists to one hand, his other hand slowly crept up my arm. His touch was rough, his fingers bruising.

I breathed hard, lying still under him. I was afraid to move. Afraid I would frighten him more.

“Ryder?” I hoped just the sound of my voice would wake him. It had seemed to calm him before. Why not now?

His fingers brushed over my collarbone, moving slowly upward.

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