Grace POV

I wake before dawn, my heart still racing from dreams filled with Ethan.

His steady voice promising to help me escape.

His hands on my waist, pulling me against him.

His mouth hovering over mine, breath warm and promising.

Heat floods my face. My skin feels feverish just remembering the dream version of his body pressed against mine, solid and demanding.

Stop it.

I don't know him. Don't trust him. This is a business ...