My sleep is deep and filled with dreams. Most, I can't hang on to. The one I find myself immersed in before waking is filled with Beck.
The sexy neighbor I've crushed on forever.
The guy I've avoided for the past seven years out of self-preservation.
Dreams and memories intertwine until they become one. I can't remember if he touched me last night or if it was all part of a delicious fantasy. Once I'm able to shake the last dregs of sleep, I stretch my limbs as the memories from last night crash down on me.
Beck climbing through the window.
Running a bath and stripping me bare.
Making me a cup of tea.
Orgasming.
Drying me off and carrying me to bed.
And then falling asleep in his arms.