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"Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake."

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The door to my bedroom opened, startling me from whatever i was doing. The last person i expected slowly let himself in and grinned mischievously after seeing my surprised reaction.

Devlin in his whole glory looked sinfully hot in his usual t shirt and jeans. My eyes shamelessly inspected his body from his head to his feet appreciating the beauty.

He seemed not to mind since he was also inspecting me the same way. Undress my body with his eyes.

Though i was in decent pyjamas, i was not at all comfortable with his piercing blue eyes which seemed to look past the pyjamas, undressing me.

"How did you get in? " I ask him, trying to divert my mind from the sinful thoughts.

"Through the door."He answered simply and walked towards me with slow sure steps.

His voice was sexy as hell and i couldn't help but automatically clench my thighs. Deep and husky.

"I... uh... I mean who invited you in?" I tried asking again, backing towards the bed unknowingly.

The more steps i took going back, the more he took coming towards me.

As if he was daring me to make a move.

I was a prey, he was the predator.

"You ask too many questions sweetheart. Am here and that's what matters." Devlin said and suddenly took off his tshirt.

HOLLY FUCK!

I literary could not think!

Is this how people die? My heart had stopped beating and my throat ran dry.

My eyes were now glued on his well defined chest and his arms full of muscles.

Damn! This man is PACKED.

"Can you put your tshirt back on please?" I begged him, trying to act as normal as possible.

"I don't think so.... I know you liked it when i took it off. Why should i deny you your happiness? " He answered grinning throwing in a question all together.

I couldn't deny his accusation, not because my mouth was now hanging open mesmerised by his comments, but because it was the truth. I liked his hard masculine body.

Hell, i was even craving to touch him!

"Please go before my parents find you in my room." I tried begging him.

In my heart though letting him go was the last thing i wanted.

"You should not be worried about your parents right now sweetheart. You should be worried about ME." He smirked pointing towards himself.

My legs suddenly hit the edge of the bed and that's when i remembered I was moving back this whole time.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

And every step i took he was also taking a step too. Double shit!

I was cornered with nowhere to go except climb on the bed which was a no no because i was in the room with a certain handsome stranger who was eyeing me like a hawk daring me to make a move and i didn't trust him one bit.

"What do you want to do to me? Kill me? Rape me? I assure you, you got the wrong girl." I tried threatening but failed miserably when my voice came out begging.

The funny thing is my traitorous body was not even alarmed at his presence. All my lady parts seemed to be awakened by whatever he was doing, which was basically nothing! I mean how can someone affect me like this just by talking?

"I want to kiss these tempting pink lips. I want to touch your sexy curved body. I want to make love to you. I want to hear you moan my name. I want many things sweetheart" He murmured in my ears smoothly as if he was singing me a lullaby.

My whole body froze and my mind went blank. I did not even feel when his right hand moved securely around my small waist until he pushed me towards him closing the already non existing distance.

Shit! I couldn't think.

He could surely feel my fast heartbeat. My breasts were now pressing his hard chest and i could make out his hard wood in his boxers.

I was loosing this game... or whatever this was, and i was loosing fast.

God help me!

The only thing i could do was distracting him... Yes! Distract him till someone comes to help.

When i looked up to him to ask a random question i found his face just a few inches from mine.

His hot breath reached my face and i could only gasp. Our eyes locked and i felt trapped in another beautiful world. His eyes suddenly moved down slowly to my parted lips and that's when it happened-

Devlin KISSED me.

Not on the cheeks, not just a peck on the lips. No.

A real kiss.

A real DEEP kiss.

I stayed perplexed as his warm and soft lips moved slowly in a rhythm against mine. His left hand softly pushed back strands of my hair that were now trying to hide my eyes from him.

A strange warm feeling was brewing in my heart. My body relaxed and started acting on it's own.

My lips slowly moved matching his, earning me a growl of approval from him. My hands moved on their own accord through his upper body, my fingers feeling his well defined chest.

I don't even remember when my eyes closed!

What i felt was INDESCRIBABLE. Nothing could be compared to it. Hell! I don't think i have ever felt like this since... never!

We were now shamelessly grinding against each other. All my rational thoughts out of the window.

Both his hands were on my ass and he was pulling me closer to him... how was that even possible?

"Sharleen" He moaned my name, making me moan too at the sexiness of his voice.

My panties were now wet and i was so sure he could feel it just like how i was feeling his now fully erect hard-on.

"Sharleen" He called again, but i was really busy grinding on him now. I wanted this man and nothing was going to stop me. Damn the consequences!

"Sharleen!" He called again. Wait. Why was his voice now angry? And why was his voice sounding familiarly feminine? I don't care, i am too close...

"Sharleen wake the fuck up, you idiot!"

Sharleen jolted awake panting after Nicole splashed her with some cold water.

What the hell! Sharleen thought. She looked at Nicole, and then looked at the room she was in as if trying to figure out how she got here.

"Finally! I thought you would never wake up from your dream! You were just hugging your pillow and murmuring some words i couldn't hear." Nicole exclaimed.

A dream. It was all a dream.

Sharleen was supposed to feel relieved that it was not reality but a dream but why was she feeling the opposite? Why was she disappointed?

Why was she mad at her friend for waking her up at the very moment she did not need to be disturbed?

But all that didn't matter now. What mattered was that it never happened. She did not kiss Devlin. That was just her mind playing tricks.

"We have to go to work, its Friday, and your wedding planner called me to inform you that she is coming over to discuss the details about your wedding dress. She'll be here any minute now so i suggest you get up now. Go and freshen up. You look confused!" Nicole continued when her friend did not answer.

"Well, this is how i look in the morning, get used to it!" Sharleen retorted back after composing herself.

Sharleen stood, went to the bathroom and did her morning business. When she came back to the room she found her friend had already left.

She combed her wet hair and put on fresh clothes and joined her friend in the living room.

Upon reaching, she found that her wedding planner, Ms. Jennifer, had already arrived.

Since they were all busy with work, the morning hours were the only time they could meet and Sharleen was okay with that.

They chatted and discussed important issues over breakfast which Nicole had prepared.

It was agreed that the three of them would go dress shopping the next day since it was Saturday and they would also visit the jewelry store for some jewelry that could match with their wedding attires.

After finishing their discussions and breakfast, Ms. Jennifer bid them goodbye and went on her way while the two friends took the other direction heading to their flower shop ready for work.

It was a busy day at the shop and Sharleen was glad that she was temporarily distracted from her thoughts. Her friend had been equally busy and the only time they chatted properly was during their lunch break.

Customers came and went and soon it was approaching evening and they were about to close. Nicole, as usual was working in the backyard while she was at the front desk serving the customers.

All of a sudden Sharleen started feeling restless and uncomfortable. Her heart was beating at a faster pace than normal while her stomach was behaving funnily.

Something is wrong. That's what her guts were telling her, and she was never wrong. Never.

She quickly looked around to make sure everything was okay.

Everything was was as it should be and the place was cool and quiet.

Too quiet. Something she did not like.

Suddenly the door bell rang making her almost jump out of her skin. She cursed inwardly when she realized she was already on her feet instead of being sitting on the chair next to her as she was some seconds ago.

She looked up at the customer who had budged in and her mouth ran dry. There was only one person who could make her loose her mind and thoughts within a fraction of a second.

Devlin.

And he was right in front of her.

Her instincts were never wrong.

This man was not good for her health, she concluded.

I mean, she just knew him yesterday and here she was acting like a hormonal teen every time they meet!

She even had dreamed kissing him!

Looking at him now, she could not help but appreciate his beauty. He smelled manly and looked sinfully handsome in his usual simple t shirt and jeans.

Their eyes connected and she lost the energy to look elsewhere. Everything else was forgotten and it was just the two of them.

"Hi" Devlin greeted stretching out his arm.

Her palms suddenly became sweaty due to being nervous.

Shit! I can't greet this man with sweat! That's just Ewwww!

Why does luck always always hate me?

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