Page 112 of Walking in Darkness

A huge red fireball grew in size at the back of the dragon’s throat, busting out of its mouth toward Kit. Just before the flames hit him, he woke up.

Kit lay in the massive bed staring at the ceiling. This must have been his lucky day because he was alone. He had no idea where Hudson and Connie had gotten off to since it was Saturday morning and none of them had to work.

He took several deep breaths, trying to get his heart rate back under control. The last thing he needed was for one of them to notice and start questioning him.

He had no idea what had made him dream of something like that. Maybe it was because Gaura showed up again. Kit had been dreaming the first time the dragon deity visited him. At least he hadn’t time traveled this time.

Well, he didn’t think so. Outside of the last few seconds before he woke up, he didn’t remember much about the dream.

Several seconds later Connie rushed into the bedroom, frantically wiping himself down. “Kit? What’s going on?”

Connie had apparently been swimming laps in the pool. So much for thinking he was going to get away with them not knowing something had upset him.

Before Kit answered, Hudson rushed into the bedroom as well. He was dressed in a pair of jeans and a knit shirt… and was barefoot.

Good grief, how had Kit never noticed what sexy feet Hudson had?

Hudson sat down next to Kit on the bed. “Babe? Is everything okay? The bond picked up your heightened emotions.”

Connie had wrapped a beach towel around his waist. Since he was still wet, he hovered next to the bed. “Fear. It picked up fear.”

Kit groaned. He hadn’t thought about their bond. This was one time he wished the damn thing wasn’t so sensitive. So, what now? Did he play off his bad dream or did he tell them the truth?

But was this something he should keep secret? Even though he didn’t know what “this” was. It was a dream, nothing more. A weird, frightening dream, but a dream, nevertheless.

Okay, there was a big red dragon who was about to light him up. But then again, he had gone to sleep watching a movie about dragons and an iron throne, and the damn show ended with a dragon burning up that stupid thing.

So maybe he’d gotten the storyline of make-believe dragons mixed up with what was going on with his real-life dragons and their deity. Yeah, that was probably it.

Kit blew out a breath. “It was just a bad dream. Nothing more.”

Knowing that wasn’t going to be enough, he quickly recounted what he could remember and then explained how he had most likely mixed up a plot of a movie and real life.

“So, yeah, sorry about that.” Kit refused to make eye contact with his mates and instead played with the sheet that layover his lap. He’d worried them for nothing, and he felt kind of silly.

“There’s nothing to apologize for.” Connie pressed a kiss against Kit’s temple. “I’m sorry neither one of us realized how affected you were by Gaura’s visit.”

Connie’s lips were cool from the water, and he smelled like chlorine. Kit turned his head and captured Connie’s lips. He didn’t open his mouth because, you know, he just woke up.

Connie straightened up. “Let me go change and—”

“No, no. Go finish your swim. I’m okay. It was just a silly dream.” The last thing Kit wanted was to mess up Connie’s morning routine. “Seriously. I’m fine.”

“Are you sure? I’ll be more than happy to crawl back into bed with you.” Connie winked.

Kit appreciated his mate trying to inject some humor into the situation and grinned back at him. “While that sounds tempting, I would much rather have breakfast and then go see your hoard. We got sidetracked yesterday and didn’t get to do that.”

Pleasure flashed across Connie’s face. “Yeah?”

“Absolutely.” Kit glanced at the clock on the end table. “How about we do breakfast in forty minutes, give or take? Is that enough time to get done with swimming and shower?”

“Yes. Okay. Forty minutes.” Connie kissed the side of Kit’s head and then Hudson’s cheek. “I’ll see you shortly.”

Kit watched Connie head back outside to the pool, then he glanced at Hudson. “What were you doing?”

“I was on the phone with the contractor. Remember me talking about the work I wanted to do in the bedroom and bath? Well, the contractor, Kayden Lancaster, is coming by after lunch to give me a quote for the expansion.”

“Aw jeez, please tell me my silly dream didn’t interrupt your conversation.”

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