LORETTA

The funny thing about dreams is that you always wake up, even when you've had the craziest ones.

For a few seconds, I remained perfectly still, refusing to move even a muscle; my eyes were still closed, and I kept my breathing even, afraid that if I opened them, everything would disappear.

The warmth surrounding me, the steady sound of breathing beside me, the faint scent of Elion's masculine cologne lingering in the air,r and the comforting weight of an arm wrapped around my waist

My heart gave a strange little flutter; this was a splendid dream, but like all dreams, I would have to eventually wake up.

So,...