She lifted her hands to indicate the room we were in. “You’re never here. And I need to be with someone who’s here. I can’t do this anymore.”

My chest flared with pain; it felt like I was having a heart attack. “Kiera, please.” Don’t do this.

I tried to hold her, but she brushed off my attempt with an irritated look on her face, like she was brushing off mosquitos. “No. This isn’t enough for me.” Crossing her arms, she pointedly lifted her eyebrows. “You’re not enough for me.”

I woke with a start, my heart pounding, my head pounding. Goddamn it…I should have just stayed awake. Relax, it was just a bad dream. She’s still yours…none of that actually happened. But still, the horror of what dream-Kiera had said wouldn’t leave me. You’re not enough for me.

I know…but stay anyway.

I felt Kiera stirring on my chest. My head was still replaying that moment, and a small part of me was…breaking. But I knew I couldn’t blame real-Kiera for something my head made her say, so I closed my eyes, forced calm into my body and focused on what I knew was true. Right now, she loved me, and she was here, in my arms. Enjoy it…while you have it.

“Mornin’,” I murmured, hugging her into me, savoring her.

“I’m right here, you don’t have to be so noisy,” she grumpily replied.

Amusement dulled the lingering pain, washing it away so that I barely felt it anymore. I did feel a headache pounding its way through my skull, but I welcomed that kind of pain. I’d take physical abuse over emotional abuse any day.

After making sure Kiera was okay, and not suffering too badly after her night, I decided to see what she remembered. Because she was going to need to know what had happened before my bandmates woke up. Well, before Griffin woke up.

Since teasing her was second nature, when she mentioned she was thirsty, I saw an opportunity, and asked if she wanted water from the kitchen…or the bathroom. Then I waited to see if the lightbulb clicked on. Remembering that moment, the total lack of restraint, the unbridled passion, the possessive way she took what she wanted from me…God, it turned me on just thinking about it, and I couldn’t keep the devilish grin off my face. I think that finally clued her in more than anything else.

“Why do you look like…?”

She sat bolt upright on my lap, shifting all her weight onto my groin. I grunted in pain as the boys were squeezed in ways they shouldn’t be squeezed this early in the morning. Ow. Eyes wide with alarm, Kiera practically yelled, “Did we have sex in the bathroom?”