He kissed me with an intensity I had only ever seen in movies, as he cradled my face softly.He gently laid me on the bed and left a trail of kisses from my face downward.
Just as things were about to get interesting I heard a faint beeping sound and the scene gradually changed till it was pitch black.
I opened my eyes once again to the realization that it was just a dream....again.
"Damn it," I groaned and turned off my alarm clock. The darn thing woke me up at the wrong moment.
I placed a hand on my chest to steady my heart that was beating erratically.
My skin was warm with the echoes of the dream,I could almost feel his lips on my neck, hot and
warm.
If only I hadn't set an alarm I could have finished the dream. I turned to the other side and willed
the dream to continueBut it was gone, just like every other morning.
I buried my face in my pillow, feeling pathetic. Who dreams this vividly about someone who barely knows you're alive in that way?
Except he did know me. He'd watched me grow up. Which made it worse.
I groaned again,this time at myself and got up with a heavy sigh.
For the past few weeks Axel Creed had been the star of the show in all my dreams.
He was handsome, tall, athletic, sexy with tattoos that screamed dangerous but he was also my father's best friend which made him off limits.
I had known him practically all my life and he was older than me but that didn't stop me from developing feelings for him.
I know you're probably thinking it's just a childish crush that will go away but it's not.
I went to the bathroom and took a quick shower.
I was drying my hair when I heard a knock at the"It's open," I said. Then my dad popped his head into the room.
"Good morning honey, I just wanted to make sure you're up already. I wouldn't want you to be late for your flight," he said with a smile.
"Good morning dad, thanks for checking. I'll be ready in a few minutes."
He nodded and left, shutting the door after himself.
I went back to drying my hair. As soon as I was done with that I put on comfy travel clothes and wheeled my boxes out of my room.
After which my dad helped me take them outside.
I went back to my room to see if I forgot anything and saw the picture of my mother on my bed stand table.
"I'm going to college mom," I said, like she could hear me through the picture.