The Reckoning, A Wilde Brothers Christmas (The Wilde Brothers Book 4) - Plot & Excerpts
He felt a weight on him, and he seized and gasped before realizing it was Julia’s head on his chest, her arm tossed across him and leg twisted with his. He breathed a sigh of relief, thankful she was still sound asleep. His nightmares were nothing like they once were. It had been months since he’d drowned in one of those cold sweats, pulled into a memory of another time when he’d been under attack. The flashbacks always left him confused and reaching for anything to end his torment. For this morning, and for every morning when he woke with just a jolt and a moment of confusion before clarity sank in, he was grateful. He never wanted to put that look of fear on the twins’ faces again. They frowned as they kneeled beside him on the bed, dark hair tousled by sleep, blue eyes filled with wonder as he popped on the bedside lamp. He pressed his finger to his lips as he glanced down at Julia, sound asleep. The last thing he wanted was to wake her after the little sleep she’d been getting.
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