said genuinely. “It means a lot.”
Lynx nodded and smiled and then he turned and headed out the door. He closed it behind him and she heard him shuffling off down the hallway and toward the stairs.
When she was alone, she sank back down onto the comfort of the bed and breathed in and out deeply. It had been a crazy day and she had so much to think about and take in. She closed her eyes and rolled onto her side before she reached down and pulled the blanket up around her bare shoulders. Even though the day was red hot outside, she felt chilled in the darkness of her new room, and as she closed her eyes, it was only a matter of moments before she was fast asleep.
***
In her dreams, she was being chased through the desert by a man with piercing green eyes and a wicked laugh. He chased her high out into the mountains and when he caught her, he pulled her to him and kissed her so hard she moaned with desire. He was so rough and strong. He frightened her, but she liked it. And she wanted more. He was everything she didn’t know she ever wanted, and now she was at his mercy. She would let him do anything to her. She really would.
“You pulled a gun on me,” she murmured and he winked.
Her heart began to pound and her pussy began to ache. She wanted him, but knew that he was bad.
“Please,” she whispered, wanting more of his wicked kisses.
But his image in front of her was fading, and his touch was leaving her skin. His heat was slowly evaporating and she wanted to reach out and shout No !
She awoke with a start to the sounds of motorcycles revving outside. Her heart was still pounding and the sensation of his kiss was still lingering on her lips. But to her disappointment, it had all been a dream. It was dark but she could hear the laughter of men drifting up from the desert down below. They all called to each other as they revved their engines again and blared off into the night. Serena sat up and looked around her in a panic, almost forgetting where she was for a moment. She rubbed her eyes and yawned and then gathered her bearings. Her heart was still fluttering in her chest and she could feel that she was moist in her panties.
What a goddam dream , she thought as she bit her lip.
As she pulled herself together, she could see that she was in the bedroom where her brother had left her. She was alone and she was sitting in the dark. Night had fallen whilst she had been napping, and now she had no idea what time it was. She looked to her left and reached over to the small nightstand where there was an old, dusty lamp. She clicked it on and the light glowed throughout the room.
When she had first walked in there, she had been in such a spin of fright, shock and emotion that she had barely taken in what it was like. But now she could see that the room was decent enough. She could tell that a man had put it together; it had little-to-no comfort to it and no decorations, but it had a large double bed with plenty of blankets, a set of blackout curtains up at the window and a door in the corner that was half open and she could see that led into a small adjoining bathroom.
She got to her feet and reached for her bag. When she had packed, she hadn’t really thought about what she was taking with her, but when she opened it up and saw a couple of her books and the photograph of her and Lynx, she was relieved. She put them on the nightstand next to the bed and smiled. She knew she could have the place feeling like home in no time.
The bathroom was stark but clean. She placed her toiletries and toothbrush by the side of the sink and ran the basin full of water. She splashed her face and rubbed the make-up that had streaked down away from underneath her eyes and stretched. She brushed her teeth and ran a comb through her long, blonde hair and then she returned to the bedroom and pulled a clean t-shirt out of her bag.
When she had finished making herself feel more human, she turned and looked