The Billionaire Saved My Life (BWWM Billionaire Love Story Book 1) Read Online Free Page B

day. She wondered what a guy like Kurtis did all day? He had already made his millions in the entertainment industry and he was in line to make even more money from his father's vineyards. He didn't have to work at all. It occurred to her there were lots of things she didn't know. But it was early days and there was time to find out.
    Kurtis stirred and rolled onto his back. She thought he was waking up but instead there was a troubled look on his face. He was perspiring and rolling his head from side to side. Under his breath he was saying something. She wondered if she should wake him. It looked like he was having a bad dream. She put her hand over his chest to shake him but stopped. He was saying something. Whispering. She could just about make out what it was. He was saying: Catherine.
    Tanya got up slowly from the bed. She thought it better not to make a sudden move. She reached for an over-sized t-shirt and slipped it on. Kurtis was still tossing and turning, Should she leave the room?
    “Catherine!” Kurtis said and sat up suddenly. He looked at Tanya. His eyes told her he did not recognize her and didn't know where he was. She sat beside him.
    “You were dreaming,” Tanya said.
    “Was I?” He rubbed his eyes.
    “Yeah. Did you know you talked in your sleep?”
    “I didn't know that, no.” He smiled at her and kissed her cheek. “Good morning.”
    “Good morning to you. What were you dreaming about?”
    “I don't remember. Hey, what are you doing today, anyway?”
    “Nothing much. So, you don't remember what you dreamt?”
    “I don't think I ever remember my dreams. Do you?”
    “Sometimes, yes. I would if they were a nightmare.”
    “What are you talking about, Tanya?”
    “I just find it strange that you could lie here, toss and turn, talk in your sleep and then wake up and not know what it was about.”
    “What is this and is there any chance I could get a coffee?”
    “I'll make a coffee but there's something I want you to answer.”
    “What is it? You look serious. Are you about to propose?” He grinned at her.
    “This isn't funny. In your dream, you called a name. You called Catherine. Why are you calling your ex-girlfriends name after just sleeping with me?”
    “It's not like that. Catherine and I ended a long, long time ago.”
    “Really?”
    “Yes, really.”
    “So why are you still dreaming about her? Who is she? What happened to Catherine?”
    “She's dead, okay!” He pulled off the covers and grabbed his shirt from the floor. He stood with his back to her and did up the buttons. “I'll go,” he said.
    “Don't go. I don't want you to go. I'm sorry. I was being insensitive.” She jumped over the bed to get to him, burying her cheek against his back and holding him. “I didn't know. You should have said she died. I wouldn't have questioned you so hard.”
    He turned around. “I'm being oversensitive. I should chill out. I didn't expect to be having dreams about her after all this time.”
    “It must have been a bad time for you. If you want to talk about it, I'm here.”
    “I don't ever want to talk about it. I hope you can understand that. Maybe I do dream from time to time. Don't hate me.” He held her hands. “I want to get her out of my mind but it was the way she died.” He sat back on the bed. She followed. “It was a boating accident. She drowned.”
    “Oh my God, Kurtis, I'm so sorry. You must’ve been a mess. I'm not surprised you have nightmares.”
    “I have to get over this somehow; I can't stand these dreams any more.” He was looking down at the wooden floor of Tanya's bedroom.
     
    “I can help you. I want to help you get over it.”
    He turned to her and kissed her lips. They fell backwards onto the bed and she looked up into his eyes.
    “First stop on your road to recovery,” she said, stroking his hair as it fell into his eyes. “Breakfast.”
    “Yes, please. I'm starving.”
    “Let's go. This time the meal is on me.”
    She took his hand and