#tanner2

Holt rolled over and opened his eyes at the sounds Tanner was making in his sleep. He frowned as he stared at the pup in his sleep. Holt slowly sat up and got to his feet. He guessed it was about two am from the moon outside. He crossed the room to Tanner’s bed and knelt down in front of his brother who could’ve been having a nightmare. God he hoped it was and not... not a private kind of dream. “Tanner,” he whispered as he shook his brother lightly, “you’re having a bad dream man.”

Melissa couldn’t get to Tanner’s cabin fast enough. She needed to hang out with someone who could clear her head and keep her grounded. She was diving into something with Victor and trying to separate herself with Rich. She thought Tanner always simplified things in a way that made Melissa feel comfortable. She knocked on his door anxiously. “Tanner!” she called out.