It's been two days since I have the bad dream.

Everything had been going on well for both Xander and I.

He stared at me for a few moment, his

gaze was intense while he studied my e

very move. I was shaking under his captivating gaze, but under the fear my body was responding to his touch. His soft feather touches left me wanting more, I avoided his eyes, looking everywhere but him

His hand went up and held my chin, his

grip firm. He held my head still before

moving closer until our bodies plaster together. I could feel his heat enveloping

my body. His rough pad of...