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She paused.
He would not ruin her night with Dallas. Pushing all thoughts of her ex-husband from her mind, she focused back on Dallas.
He was certainly a man who knew how to treat a woman and make love to one also.
If Candi wasn’t careful, she could see herself falling in love with Dallas.
But she didn’t know what this was between them. If he learned the entire story of her and Lamont, he may move on to be with someone who didn’t carry as much baggage as she did.
Dallas shifted in the bed, and she didn’t want to wake him. She would be just content to watch him sleep.
He shook his head, and his brows were furrowed. His body made hard jerks, kicking the covers off. His breathing increased and turned into pants.
“Sam,” he murmured. “We can make it.”
Candi sat up, unsure if she should wake him. He was apparently having some sort of nightmare.
He thrashed around the bed. She moved to the edge away from him, not wanting to get caught by one of his arms.
“Return fire!” he shouted, and she jumped. He released a curse and growls. “Let’s go. After them!”
Her heart raced.
Should she wake him?
She made up her mind that she would. His body was tense, and his face was lethal, even in his sleep. She didn’t know what he was dreaming about, but he was reliving something.
“We have our orders,” he growled.
“Dallas,” she whispered, her heart racing.
He didn’t hear her. His pants were growing louder, and his legs were moving.
“Dallas,” she said again. This time she leaned over and shook his shoulder.
His eyes flashed open with his growl, and before she knew it, he had flipped over on top of her, pressing his forearm against her throat. His unfocused eyes stared at her, and he bared his teeth.
She tried to release a scream, but her airway was cut off. Tears filled her eyes, and her body went into fight mode. She tried pushing him off, but Dallas outweighed her by at least a hundred pounds.
Flashbacks of the times Lamont had attacked her filled her chest along with stark fear.
“Dallas,” she croaked. She dug her fingers into his arm, trying to break free.
He blinked a few times before horror spread across his face. He immediately rolled off her with curses spilling from his lips.
She gasped, breathing in air for her starving lungs. She sat up and saw Dallas sitting on the side of the bed, cradling his head in his hands.
Silence filled the room.
Her body finally calmed down, and her breathing returned to normal. She wiped the wetness away from her cheeks, unsure of what to say.
“I’m so sorry, Candi,” he said. His voice was hollow, and his shoulders slumped forward.
“I shouldn’t have tried to wake you,” she admitted.
He had been in the middle of a nightmare, and she should have just let it play out. She scooted up in the bed and leaned back against the headboard.
“That’s no excuse for me,” he snapped. He turned around and glanced at her. “Did I…did I hurt you?” he asked.
