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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.”
















