“Well, normal’s overrated.” She ruffled his hair. How can you do that? Normal people sleep in the middle of the night.” Even with your earphones on, I can tell it’s cranked. “I don’t get why you have to always crank your music. The nightmares made living without sleep a welcome alternative. She didn’t always remember the specifics, but the terror often clung to her well into her waking hours.
She could never explain to him how sleeping only made her feel smothered.Īnd gave her nightmares. She shook her head, fighting the chronic fatigue she’d learned to live with over the past year. She hated that her troubles had such an effect on Grey. She’d tried, but the night had pressed in around her. “I’m up.”Ĭoncern quickened Claire’s pulse. The door cracked open and Grey peered at her, his auburn hair sticking out at odd angles. Shuffling sounded through the door, along with a couple of muffled expletives. We’re out of here in twenty minutes,” she said. The ever-present thudding of her heart sounded in her ears. Claire Murphy pounded again on her ten-year-old son’s door. The TV weatherman’s smooth, loud tones predicted rain for metropolitan Atlanta, while the computer speakers in the home office blared Iron Maiden and the old DVD player in the kitchen cranked Judas Priest. Click here to see all Superromances by Dorie Graham.Ĭlick here to order ESPRESSO IN THE MORNING from Amazon.Ĭlick here to order ESPRESSO IN THE MORNING from Harlequin.Įxcerpt from Espresso in the Morning a Harlequin Superromance December 2012 release:
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