Chapter 17
‘Graham, no!’
Mia scrambled out of bed just as Jeff hit the screed concrete floor next to her.
Graham growled like a bear and stood over Jeff, reaching down for him and picking him up with one big hand wrapped in his shirtfront. The Canadian looked groggy, blood already flowing from his nose.
Mia had time to register that Jeff was fully clothed, and from the indentation on her mattress and drawn blankets on his side it looked as though he had remained on top of the bed and had not, in fact, been trying to make love to her. It had been a dream. That was a relief, but now Graham looked ready to kill Jeff.
Graham drew back his free right hand and prepared to knock Jeff unconscious.
Mia stepped between them and Graham’s blow bounced off her forearm.
‘Ow!’ she protested.
‘She
