Chapter 37: Just a Dream

Sleep found me, but so did dreams. Wild and crazy dreams that made me question my sanity.

I was in the Valentine house, standing in the kitchen where I'd made pancakes with Ryder earlier. But the room was dark and I was alone, so I found my way out and wandered down the hallway, tracing my hands along the walls as I looked for either Ryder or Tyler.

"Ryder? Tyler?" I called out, hoping one of them would answer me. But no one did.

I made it to Ryder's bedroom door first and heard voices inside. It sounded like he had a girl in there and she was laughing and giggling. A surge of rage and jealousy coursed through me and I shoved the door open, wanting to see what the fuck he was playing at.

The room was dimly lit, the bedside lamp the only source of light, but it was clear that a man and a woman were lying on the bed in a tangle of limbs. They were obviously too distracted to even hear me open the door because neither of them so much as glanced up to acknowledge my presence.

He was