My scream was muffled against a hot, large hand that curled around my face. I kicked and thrashed against the covers, screaming again and again even though the sound kept getting cut off.

My heart raced, the blood pounded in my ears, and I tried to bite the hand. My teeth dug into skin and there was a pained groan, but the hand still clamped down.

All I could think was that Caleb had come back to finish what he’d started. Suddenly, my blankets were as heavy as a body pinning ...