Cherry tapped her forehead lightly against the pine door frame as if to knock some sense into herself.
She shouldn’t be here staring at her husband as he slept, taking the chance of being discovered, tempting herself to throw caution to the wind and touch him. She had to stay strong. Jason Culler was a man worth fighting for and she’d be a fool to spoil her chances of victory by deviating from the battle plan.
Jason mumbled in his sleep and Cherry came to taunt attention. Was it her imagination or had that been longing in his tone? It had certainly been her name on his lips.
– chapter 4, Cherry’s War