Chapter 32

JESSIE My eyelids flutter open as Shane stirs beside me. “Hey, Hacker,” he says in the low, smooth tone he has that turns my internal organs to melted chocolate. “Hey. What time is it?” I purr as I stretch like a cat. “Four a.m. You were talking in your sleep,” he says as he raises one eyebrow at me. “Who is Volk?” That name is like a knife through my heart. I realize I’m staring at him with my mouth open when his face pulls into a frown. “Who is it?” he snaps. “Volk is Russian for Wolf,” I reply before drawing in a long, shaky breath. I don’t remember dreaming about him. Why was I calling his name? “Are you okay?” he asks as he reaches out and dusts the back of his knuckles across my cheek. “I’m fine. I’m sorry if I woke you.” “I’m used to people shouting in their sleep around here,” he says softly. “I’ve never heard you do it before, though. You sure everything is okay?” he stares at me with such concern in his eyes that it makes me want to cry. “I’ve been thinking about things since