The bolts along with the throbbing that wrapped from the front of her forehead to the back like a rubber band made her want to crawl into a deep dark hole. She buried her head as a moan escaped into the pillow. There was a scent, a new one that brought her a sense of peace. Dean. His scent was the last thing she remembered before she passed out. Now, it was on the pillow she clung to as the throb of pain assaulted her.The soft hum of an engine in the background piqued her curiosity. With the small amount of strength she had, she pushed the small tendril of energy she still had inside and threw it towards the engine. When it touched the engine it began to grow, and Anne sighed as the throbbing in her head began to become less intense. After a few minutes, she hesitantly opened one of her eyes and peeked at her surroundings. There were small porthole windows around her and the soft slap of waves made her guess that she was on a boat. As she rolled her body over, she tried to open her other eye and decided against it once the sharp rays of sun stung her eye.Dean’s masculine scent wrapped itself around her and she relived their passionate kiss in her mind.
