GENRE: Contemporary Romance
Kate pressed her face into the pillow and bit back a scream. With a sigh, she raised her head. The red numbers glaring like angry eyes from her alarm clock read 4:13.
Two minutes since the last time she checked.
She whimpered. Fatigue stung her eyes. Bits of the nightmare lingered, like a residue clinging to her skin. She fought the urge to get up and take a cleansing shower.
Sleep. She needed to sleep.
Kate rolled to her side and took a long, slow breath. Outside her window, the Manhattan skyline glowed over the darkened expanse of Central Park. Behind it, the sky was a deep inky purple, thick and impenetrable to even the brightest star here in the heart of the city.
Her eyes closed, and her body relaxed against the cool silk sheets.
Music shattered the silence like a shout in the darkened room. Kate lurched upright in bed. The opening bars of “Dream On” played from the cell phone flashing impatiently on her bedside table.
She grabbed it. Veronica Padrón’s name showed on the display, accompanied by the photo of a Chihuahua baring its teeth.
Kate groaned as her last hope of sleep was snatched away. No good ever came from a middle of the night phone call from her publicist.
At her feet, Ben raised his fluffy Maltese head and stared at her through droopy eyes. Beside him, Jerry slept undisturbed, his feet twitching with doggy dreams.
She sighed, tucked her hair behind her ears and connected the call.