Dream Lover

Samantha moaned as his lips brushed hers and his tongue moved into her mouth to tangle with hers. His hands smoothed down her body. She had never felt so good. Her hands roamed over his back, lightly grazing him with her nails. He pulled his head back for a second and she got a glimpse of his face. Of course. He was always there. Her dream lover.
Doorbell. Samantha groaned and covered her head with her pillow. Why would someone be ringing her doorbell at this god-awful hour? She peaked out and looked at the alarm clock. Oh crap! 7:30! Luke never let her sleep past 6:30. She jumped out of bed running to the door in her tiny sleep shorts and thin sleep tank. She flung open the front door, not thinking about what she wore, only caring about being late. She was never late for anything.
Luke was Samantha’s six year old son. Her husband died when he was three, and she’d been a single parent ever since. She was a kindergarten teacher, and for the past year, she had watched Luke’s best friend, Connor before and after school and during school holidays. Now that is was summer break, she was watching him. It actually made it easier for her, because it gave Luke something to do and someone to do it with.
“I’m sorry! Luke must have overslept for the first time in his life.” She opened the storm door for Connor, trying her best not to make eye contact with his dad, the ultra-sexy single-dad, Nick Boston.
Samantha’s eyes opened wide as she realized for the first time that the man who had been invading her dreams for the past year was Nick. Sure, he was sexy, but the fact that he was the man she’d been dreaming about embarrassed her to no end. She’d never seen him so soon after waking before and that must be why she’d never connected him with her dream lover.
Nick leaned against her door jamb in his business suit with a huge grin on his face. “I like your jammies.”
Samantha flushed. “I’m sorry.” She stepped behind the door. “I never set an alarm, because I’ve never needed to. Luke has been my alarm clock since the day he was born.”
Nick laughed. “I’m glad he forgot to set himself last night. I’m seeing a whole new Mrs. Whitney.”
She felt her face turning redder. “And a whole lot more of Mrs. Whitney than you were ever meant to see.” She took a deep calming breath, brushing her long blond hair over her shoulder and out of her eyes. She hated dealing with people before her first cup of morning coffee. “I promised the boys we’d go to Six Flags today, so if you need to reach us, call my cell.”
“Well, if you’re going to be out all day, it’s going to be a lot harder for you to plan dinner. Why don’t you let me take you and Luke out to eat tonight? Connor has been dying to go to a fun little burger joint not far from here and take Luke with him.”
Samantha sighed. She’d been turning Nick down for the year that she’d known him. She knew that a hot guy like him was only asking her on pity dates because the boys were good friends. Her marriage had left her in no question as to her sexuality. She was a great female friend, but when it came to sex, she was a dud.
“Nick, I’d be happy to watch Connor while you go out on a date tonight. You don’t have to saddle yourself with Luke and me.”
Nick’s eyes widened. “Saddle myself? You’re joking, right? You’re one of the sexiest women I know. You’re also one of my son’s favorite people. There’s no one I’d rather spend my Friday night with. Let’s go out. I promise we’ll show you and Luke a good time.” Nick wanted to shout at her. She was the sexiest woman he knew, and he’d been trying to ask her out for a year. Eventually she was going to say “yes” if it killed them both.
She stared into his brown eyes, knowing she was about to drown. He had to be the sexiest man in the state of Texas. How could she keep saying “no” to him? “All right, but just this once. I’m sure the boys will be thrilled. They never get enough of each other.”
“Wow. I can’t wait to tell the boys at the office that I have a date with Mrs. Whitney. I’ve been telling them how sexy you are since Connor’s first day of kindergarten.” He winked at her as he backed out and strode to his truck. He told himself he’d take it slowly. Very slowly. He could tell it’s what she needed. She must have loved her husband very much.
She stared after him. That man had the nicest butt she’d ever seen. She shut her eyes. What was she thinking? She couldn’t date him. She couldn’t date anyone. She was Samantha Whitney and she was a sexual dud.
Her marriage had been a disaster. She’d married her best friend straight out of college. She still wasn’t very clear on why. They both had been single halfway through their senior year, and he’d said, “We should get married. I’m sick of dating stupid women.”
She’d looked up from her lesson plans for student teaching to where he was sprawled on the couch in the apartment she shared with three other girls. “Uh huh. Sure. Whatever you say, Jake.”
He’d grinned. “Okay, I’ll call the moms tomorrow and tell them.”
“Okay, Jake.” She forced her mind away from what she’d be teaching the children the next day. “I thought you came here to study. I need to get these lesson plans done!”
Their mothers had been best friends since they met at a park when the two of them were babies. They had taken swimming lessons together and learned to ride bikes together. They had gone to their prom together, because neither had been dating anyone else at the time. They were each other’s fall back for everything, but there was nothing but friendship between them.
He didn’t say anything else about getting married until he was leaving to go back to his dorm room that night. “So, what do you think? A June wedding? I can get the moms started on it right away.”
She laughed and kissed his cheek. “Sure, Jake. You do that.” She’d been so sure he was joking. It was after midnight, and she needed sleep. She hadn’t needed his nonsense. She hadn’t given him another thought.
The following afternoon, her phone had rung as she’d walked in the door from teaching all day. “Hello?”
“I’m so happy for you, Sam!” her mother had squealed in her ear.
She’d held the phone from her ear and stared at it for a minute. “Um, thanks?” What was she talking about?
“We reserved the church for the first and third Saturday in June until you pick the date, and Jake’s mom is working on finding a reception hall. Now, I know Jake said June, but do you have a day picked yet, honey? I’m assuming you want a Saturday wedding, so I have the church holding both the first and third Saturdays because they have them both available, but they can only hold them for a little while. Do you have a preference?” Samantha’s head started to spin. Her life was spiraling out of control.
Samantha stood in stunned silence for a moment with the phone to her ear. “Um, I need to talk to Jake and get back to you, Mom.”
“Okay, dear, but the church will only hold those days until the end of business tomorrow. June is a big wedding month.”
“I understand. I’ll call Jake now.” And give him a piece of my mind. And a piece of my baseball bat.
“I really am happy for you, Sammie. It was always our dream to see you married to Jake. I didn’t think you two were leaning in that direction, but I’m so glad you’ve surprised us.”
She took a deep breath. “I’ll get back to you right after I talk to Jake, Mom. I promise.”
“Love you, honey.”
“Love you, too, Mom.” I’m not looking forward to the conversation after you find out the truth.
Holy crap! What is he thinking? She wondered. She grabbed the phone and dialed Jake’s number.
“What are you trying to do? My mom thinks we’re really engaged. She’s working on reserving a church!”
She could almost hear Jake grin. “I know. You said you’d marry me just last night. Remember?”
“This is a cruel joke to play on the moms. They’ve wanted this since we were toddlers. Before we were toddlers! What are you thinking?” Her voice was almost a wail. If she’d been talking to anyone but Jake she’d have been embarrassed, but he knew her better than anyone, so it just didn’t matter.
He sighed heavily. “I’m not playing a joke, Sam. I really do want to marry you.”
“Why do you want to marry me? We’ve never even kissed. We’ve never dated. Are you insane?” The last word was all but shouted. Her roommate emerged from her room, and she shook her head at her to indicate she was okay.
“Look, let me come over, and we’ll talk.”
“Yeah, whatever. Hurry, though. I have lesson plans to write and papers to grade. I have a paper to write. This is a tough semester for me.” She paused. “You’re going to have to be the one to call both moms and tell them you were lying, you know.”
“I know. I’ll be there in a minute. I’ll even bring a pizza. Pepperoni, black olives, and extra cheese.”
She smiled. “Don’t forget the-“
“Little cheese packets,” he finished for her. He’d always been able to finish her sentences. He was like her favorite pair of warm ups. Comfortable. But the thought of sex with him was just weird. Why would he want to marry her?
“Yeah.”
She hung up the phone and pulled out her backpack getting to work while she waited. Thirty minutes later he was there with the pizza and cheese and a Diet Pepsi for her. “I noticed you were almost out last night.”
“Thanks,” she said absently as she grabbed it and unscrewed the lid. “Now, what on Earth are you thinking?”
He opened the pizza box and grabbed two paper plates out of her cabinet. He knew where everything was kept because he spent half of his time there. He served them each two pieces of pizza and plopped down on the couch. “Okay, here’s the deal. I just broke up with Brenda the Brainless. We dated for two years.”
“Yeah yeah yeah. I know all that. She was an idiot and you never should have gone out with her to begin with, which I told you when you met her. What does that have to do with you telling the moms you’re marrying me?”
He took a bite of his pizza, chewing it slowly while he watched her. “Well, you just got dumped by Tim the Terrible. How long were you guys together? Six months?”
“Yeah, six rotten months with Tim the Terrible. We both date losers. So?”
He took a swig of his Pepsi. “So, I know you’re not a loser, and you know I’m not a loser.”
“So we set each other up with friends. We don’t tell our mothers we’re getting married.” Her voice sounded almost panicked. How was she going to explain to her mother that Jake had been joking? She couldn’t get the happiness in her mom’s voice out of her head. She’d never heard her sound so excited.
“I think we really should get married, Sammie. I like you. I can talk to you. That’s a better foundation than so many marriages have. Most people get married because they want to have sex. When the sex gets old, the marriage falls apart. We’ll get married knowing that we’re best friends. We can talk to each other. I love you. I will always love you. Even when you’re old and wrinkled, I’ll still love you because you’re my best friend.”
She gulped down some of her drink. “So you don’t think that sexual attraction matters at all? I don’t want a sexless marriage.” At least she didn’t think she did. Did she want sex? According to her other friends she did, and a lot of it.
He shook his head. “You’re still a virgin, right?”
“Yeah, you know I am.”
“Well, let me tell you, sex is no big deal. We’ll have sex, but we’ll still be best friends, you know?”
She shook her head. “You’re nuts. What about that moment when you know that you’re in love? What about the magical feeling of being touched by someone who makes your blood sing?”
“I’m not nuts! And you’ve read too many romance novels. That stuff doesn’t really happen.”
She could never clearly remember how, but sometime, in the next hour, he’d convinced her. She’d called her mother and given her the date for the wedding. She gone shopping and picked out a dress. And she’d married Jake. That was ten years ago. She wouldn’t go back for anything. If she hadn’t married Jake, then she wouldn’t have Luke.
She shook her head, forcing herself back to the present, and looked down at Connor. “Why don’t you go wake Luke up while I get a shower?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
She stopped off in the kitchen on her way to the bathroom and started the coffee. It would be ready by the time she was out of the shower, which was good. Those boys should not have to deal with her pre-coffee self.
She headed to the back of the house where the master bath was. Why had she agreed to go out with Nick? Sure, he was hotter than a Texas summer. That man made her drool just thinking about him. She knew next to nothing about him, though. He was a single dad and he was a great father to Connor. He had a housekeeper named Mrs. Patterson. She didn’t even know what had happened to Connor’s mother. She’d asked once and had been told politely, “I’m a single father.” Nothing more.
She hadn’t dated at all since Jake had died. There just hadn’t seemed to be a point. She had a young son. He was the entire focus of her world. Trying to date, and finding someone to babysit regularly, would have been too chaotic. Her mom, and Jake’s, lived three hours away, which was probably for the best. After graduation, they’d stayed in Arlington where they’d both gone to school. Their home was in White Oak, a small town not far from Longview. They were always happy to take Jake for a while, but it was just too far to drive. Besides, she just plain liked having him with her.
She stripped and got into the shower, washing quickly. She couldn’t take her mind off the way Nick looked at her. Jake had always treated her like an old well-worn pair of shoes. She was comfortable to have around, but nothing to get excited about. The look Nick gave her made her think that he definitely thought she was someone to get excited about.
She let herself daydream as she washed her hair. What would it be like to kiss him? she wondered. She felt like a teenager getting ready for her first date. Of course, that first date would include two six year old boys, which was going to be interesting. Did she even really want a first date with him? Honestly?
She dressed in shorts and a tank top and went out to find both boys sitting on the floor watching the Disney channel. They had a couple of hours yet before Six Flags opened, so she’d let them watch TV while she got breakfast ready. “You boys want pancakes?” she called.
“Yes, please!” Connor answered.
“Mickey Mouse ones!” Luke answered.
“Is there another kind?” she called back to the living room. She pulled out the mix and quickly stirred it while downing her first cup of coffee. She poured out the first of the pancakes and started on her second cup. By the time she was sitting with her own plate of pancakes and her third cup of coffee, she felt moderately human.
She tried to do Six Flags at least once a week through the summer with the boys. They would go for a few hours as soon as they opened, and then leave as soon as the crowds got heavy. It was right there in town, and with their passes, it was a cheap way to pass a summer morning.
The day passed quickly with her usual chores. After Six Flags, she made lunch, and then gave the boys some light schoolwork just to keep their minds in the game through the summer. They played in the backyard all afternoon while she cleaned house and paid bills.
She called the boys in to wash their faces and change at 5:30. That would give them plenty of time to get dressed and horse around. What should take ten minutes always seemed to take an hour when they were together. She kept extra clothes on hand for Connor in case he and his dad needed to go out after work.
She went to her room to change clothes at six, knowing that Nick would be there between 6:15 and 6:30. She wasn’t going to do much, since it was just a date with the kids along, but she really needed to wear something better than shorts and a tank top. She found some jeans and a short sleeve shirt and pulled them on. She pulled her long hair back and added some lipstick. She didn’t wear much make-up and wasn’t about to change that even for Nick.
She was just coming out of her room when the doorbell rang. The boys had collapsed in front of the TV again. She opened the door and invited him in.
He smiled as he saw the boys sitting on the floor. “Are you ready to go?” he asked.
“Yeah.” She gave each of the boys an assessing look. They’d dressed and washed their hands and faces. She really couldn’t ask for more. “We’re going to need to take my mini-van. I have car seats for both of them.”
He shook his head. “We’ll transfer a car seat. I’m not riding in a mini-van.”
“The car-seats are built-in. They can’t be transferred.” She handed him her keys. “The boys’ safety is more important than your machismo, and I’ll let you drive. You don’t have to worry about riding in a mini-van. You can drive one.”
He glared down at the keys. “You want me to drive a mini-van? Are you serious?”
She took the keys back rolling her eyes. “I’ll drive. Or Luke and I can follow you. I don’t care either way.” She couldn’t believe he was making an issue out of her van. It was safer for the boys than his pick-up truck and that was all that mattered. “You can always go without us, too, but my son is not riding without a car seat.”
He snatched the keys back from her. “I’m kidding. Sort of. It’s just such a mom car.”
She sighed heavily, pointing her thumb at her chest. “I’m a mom. A mom car seemed logical.” She loved her mini-van. It was perfect for hauling groceries and kids, and had two extra car seats built in. It was perfect for her and Luke. She didn’t care what he said.
“You’re a beautiful sexy mom. You should be driving a sports car,” he said with a grin.
Sexy? Her? “That would be so practical for lugging a kid and groceries around don’t you think? No, I think I’ll keep my van.”
She herded the kids out the door and they automatically got into their car seats. They were used to riding in her van no matter how much he complained about it. “SUVs can be sexy.”
“I don’t need a sexy vehicle.” She snapped her seat belt into place and watched him adjust the driver’s seat for his long legs. “I need a functional vehicle for my son and me. This is perfect for us.”
He backed out of her driveway and headed in the direction of the restaurant. It was a small one that she’d seen several times, but she didn’t like to go out to eat with just Luke. It was easier to just stay home most of the time.
The five minute drive to the restaurant was filled with the boys’ chatter from the backseat. Connor was excitedly telling Luke about the great video games at the restaurant. “They even have skee-ball!”
“Wow, I love skee-ball! I’m good at skee-ball. I’m gonna kick your butt!”
Nick stifled a laugh. Samantha grinned over at him. She forgot that he’d never really spent time with the two boys together.
She’d been Connor’s kindergarten teacher and had the boys for hours together five days a week for a year now. They’d hooked up when he’d placed an ad the previous year for someone to watch his son for the summer and take him to and from elementary school during the school year. She hadn’t been looking for a job, but she’d thought it would be good for Luke, and she’d been right. They had a lot of fun together.
“I bet I can kick your butt at skee-ball, too,” she said softly.
He laughed. “I bet you can. I’ll be too busy watching yours to pay any attention to my game at all.”
She blushed. “I looked this place up online, and it looks like fun. I’m sure the boys will have a blast.”
“Now that you’ve finally agreed to go out with me, I’m sure I’ll have a blast, too.” He pulled the van into a parking space. “Everybody out of this silly mom car!”
The boys giggled and unbuckled themselves getting out the sliding doors. She unbuckled and took Connor’s hand, because he’d been sitting behind her. Her heart melted a little bit when she walked around the front of the van and saw her little boy clinging to Nick’s hand. He needed a daddy. She knew that Nick was a good one. It was too bad that this was just a one-time thing. She would have liked to keep him around. For Luke’s sake, of course. Only for Luke.
They walked into the restaurant and were seated. The boys took one side of the booth, and she slid into the other with Nick. He was wearing a short sleeve button up shirt, but had taken off his tie somewhere along the way. She knew he had an office job somewhere, but didn’t know much else about what he did.
“Okay, my rule here is we decide what we want, and then play five dollars worth of games. Then we can play lots of games after we eat,” Nick told the boys.
“I know, Dad,” Connor said.
“Don’t be rude. Luke didn’t know.”
“Yes, sir,” Connor answered.
They all studied their menus. The boys quickly picked what they wanted and told the adults, receiving their dollars for tokens.
They scrambled off and left Samantha and Nick alone. “Are you sure we shouldn’t go with them?” she asked.
“Connor knows not to go where I can’t see him. We have a good view of them.” He pointed in the direction of where the boys were playing a game of skee-ball. “We’ll order our food. After we’re done eating, we’ll all go play together.”
“Okay. Sounds like a well-used system.”
He grinned. “We come here at least once a week. I like to be able to take him places that we both enjoy, and this is a good compromise. They serve adult food, and there are no giant cartoon characters running around.”
She laughed. “I tend to just go places where they like to go and give up my identity as an adult. I’m just a mom. Not a person in my own right.” She was surprised by how easy it was to talk to him. With the sexual tension between them, she’d thought it would be much harder.
He turned toward her on the booth. “I sure don’t see you as just a mom. I see you as a person in your own right. An incredible person. A person I want to get to know better.”
“You don’t have to say things like that to me. I really do enjoy having Connor around.” She looked away from his eyes. What was it about those eyes of his that turned her into a puddle of mush?
His brows drew together in a frown. “What does one have to do with the other?”
She sighed. “You really don’t have to butter me up or pretend to be attracted to me just to get me to keep watching Connor. It’s the best situation all around. Luke is better behaved with Connor there. He gives him something to do.”
He stared at her in disbelief. “You honestly think that I’ve been asking you out for the past year to get you to keep watching my kid for me? If I was worried you’d stop watching him, I’d offer you more money, not ask you out.” Why did this woman not realize how incredible she was?
She tilted her head to the side thinking about that for a minute. “That makes sense.”
“I’ve been asking you out because I think you’re sexy and you seem to genuinely care about my son. That’s the kind of woman I want in my life.” And in my bed, he added silently.
She shrugged. “Your son is easy to care about. And I know I’m not sexy.”
“I have only ever been in your living room. Do you have mirrors in your house?”
“Of course, I have mirrors in my house.” She gave him a confused look.
“Well, then you should know how sexy you are. What happened to make you think you’re not a desirable woman?”
The waitress stopped at their table to take their orders. Without thinking, Samantha ordered for herself and both boys. After Nick had placed his order, he turned back to her. “Well?”
“Well, what?” she asked, trying to stall.
“What happened to you? Why are you so convinced that you aren’t worth my time?”
She shrugged, staring down at the napkin in her hands. “Nothing.”
His eyes scanned the restaurant for the boys, and then he turned back to her. “Samantha, something has happened. You can’t make me believe that a woman who looks as good as you do always felt like she is unworthy of a man’s desire.”
She laughed. “You sound like something from a bad romance novel. ‘Unworthy of a man’s desire?’”
He laughed, too. “Okay, you have a point. And I’ll drop it. For now. Not forever, though. I’m not interested in you as my son’s teacher, or as a potential mom for him. I’m interested in you as a potential lover for me.”
She swallowed hard. The drinks came then which broke the tension she’d been feeling. She was glad. He was making her very nervous. The boys came back to the table and pounced on their drinks, talking about their skee-ball game.
She felt a lot more comfortable once the boys were back, but she was still very aware of Nick. Every time their arms brushed or she heard his deep rumbly voice, she shivered a little. She’d never been this aware of a man before. She’d certainly never been this aware of Jake.
After they’d eaten, they all played in the games area. She and Luke challenged Nick and Connor to a rousing game of foosball. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d laughed so much.
She really hadn’t realized how much she’d missed male companionship. Even in settings like this. She had a close female friend that she did a lot of things with, but she hadn’t had a male that she’d spent any time at all with since Jake.
The drive home was quiet. The boys were tired and had gotten all their jabbering out of their systems.
They pulled up in front of her house, and he picked up a sleeping Connor and transferred him to his car seat in his truck. She unfastened Luke, and started to pick him up to carry him inside. “I’ll get him.”
She started to argue, but Luke was heavy, and she was thrilled to not have to do everything herself for once. She moved aside and led the way to Luke’s room so Nick could put him in his bed. She took his shoes off and tucked him in. She didn’t bother with undressing him. He was in shorts anyway, and it wouldn’t kill him to sleep in his clothes for one night.
She quietly walked out of his room and closed his door, walking Nick out to the front. He took her hand and pulled her out next to his truck. “Sorry, I want to be able to see Connor, but I want to talk for another minute or two without little ears around.”
She laughed. “We do seem to always have little ears around.”
He reached out and brushed his fingers softly along the side of her cheek. “I want a relationship with you. A relationship that has nothing to do with those boys of ours.”
She stared up at him. “I just don’t think that’s a good idea. I wish it were.”
It was dark but for the low beams of the streetlights and the front porch light she’d turned on before they left. She couldn’t see his face well, but she had it memorized. He was the sexiest man she’d ever known. She’d always thought that he should have been in movies, not in Texas raising a kid.
“How ‘bout if we try an experiment?”
“What kind of experiment?” she asked warily.
“I get to kiss you. Just once. If you don’t like it, or I don’t like it, I back off, and never ask you out again. If we both like it, then we spend some more time together. With the boys and without the boys, but mostly with. I don’t think we should do a lot of dating without them.” He wanted to see how they all fit together as a family as well. He didn’t just want her in his bed. He wanted her in his life forever.
She tilted her head to the side for a moment considering his idea. It was probably for the best. Once he’d kissed her, he’d know that there was no way he wanted a relationship with her, and that would be the end of it. “Okay, I can go for that.”
He grinned and took a step closer to her. She could see his brown eyes reflected in the streetlight. He moved his hand behind her head, under her hair, and pulled her toward him. She stood on tiptoes and pressed herself against him. She was willing to give this kiss all she had, since it was the only one they’d ever share.
As soon as his lips met hers, she felt a spark shoot through her body. She’d heard girls talk about feeling that way in high school and college and never believed that it was possible. Now she believed. She really believed.
He traced the seam of her lips with his tongue. She moaned against his mouth, and opened for him, welcoming him inside. Their tongues danced together in a ritual as old as time. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer. Why had kissing Jake never felt this way?
He turned her until her back was pressed against his truck and his leg was inserted between hers. One of his hands stayed at the back of her neck, while the other remained at the side of her waist, but she’d never felt anything as intimate in her life as that kiss.
It was like she’d been sleeping her entire life and now she was awake, and she wanted this man, and she wanted him now. Yesterday. All she could think about was dragging him inside and to her bed. But his little boy slept a few feet from them inside his truck, and her baby was in the house.
She drew back from the kiss. “Holy cow. What did you just do to me?” she whispered.
He chuckled deeply. “I was going to ask you the same question.”
“Wow.” She’d always considered herself an educated articulate woman, but all she could think to say was “wow”.
“I get that date now, don’t I?” he asked with a grin. He’d better get that date. He wanted her more than ever after that kiss.
She nodded. “I think you’ve earned it.” She was in a daze. What had he done to her?
“Tomorrow?”
“I don’t know if I can find a babysitter that fast. I’ve never really had one for Luke before.” She was stalling. She knew she was. She just wasn’t sure if she was ready to be alone with him.
“How about this? Why don’t ya’ll come over to our house and go swimming? We’ll do a cookout and all of us can hang out together. We’ll go out by ourselves another time. I’d like to see how we all work together anyway. I’m don’t want a quick relationship. Those boys love each other. Connor thinks of you as a mother figure. I’m looking at this as long term if we can all get along well.”
Her eyes widened. “That’s moving way too fast for me. Let’s take this one cookout at a time, okay?”
He grinned. “That works. Connor and I will go to the store in the morning and get another car seat, because we’re not going anywhere else in your mom-mobile, and then we’ll swing by and pick you two up. Why don’t we say around ten? We’ll provide all the food. You just need to bring yourselves and your swim suits.”
When she dreamed of him that night, his kisses were so much more real to her. She woke herself up twisting in the sheets. Why couldn’t she have dreamt about someone untouchable? Like a movie star or someone?