"I like you… so do you think you could like me? Think about it now… give me a chance, just see how it feels…"
The glass window behind her was cool to the touch, a stark contrast to the man before her, whose body was as hard as steel and searing hot.
The touch against her lips was like a spark setting her ablaze.
His actions grew even bolder.
Things seemed to be heading in an explicit direction.
Her breathing quickened, her face flushed and feverish. Just as they were about to take the next step…
Sylvie Lockwood shot awake from her dream. Outside, the sky was faintly lit. Autumn had already arrived, bringing with it a pleasant temperature, yet she was drenched in a hot sweat from the shock.
The more she tried to calm down, the more she uncontrollably replayed the events of last night.
'Even my dreams are about him. I'm going to lose my mind.'
