Chapter 17
- Curtis stiffened. “What the hell?” His voice was low, but sharp.
- His voice snapped me out of my shock. Disoriented, I stumbled backwards, but he caught me before I could fall. “Breathe, Amber,” he said softly, holding me tight yet gently as he guided me to the bed.
- “I'm breathing. I'm fine.” I tried to sound calm, but my words came out breathy, ragged.