Her hand goes to her chest and she tries to slow her breathing.
“Bad dream, princess?” I whisper.
She gasps and her wide eyes find me in the dark.
“Luke?” Her voice is thick with sleep. For a second she seems confused, but then she shakes it off. She curls on her side to face me. “Why are you up?”
I shrug. “Couldn’t sleep.”
She nods, nibbling her lip while she thinks.
“What were you dreaming?” I ask. I want her to answer me. Tell me she’s obsessed too.
“It’s fuzzy now, but you were…” She bites her lip. “Or maybe because you said something? I don’t know.”
“Hmm. You should go back to sleep.” I return my gaze to the ceiling.
“Can you tell me something good?” she asks. I look at her, and she gives me a self-deprecating smile. “When I used to wake in the night, Mom would tell me something good so I could go to sleep.”
“There’s not a lot of good in my life,” I confess quietly.
“Mmm, probably more than you think. It doesn’t have to be something huge. Like my something good would be I have a best friend, a good home. School is a little weird right now, but my classes are good.” She yawns and snuggles down into her blankets. “You try. You have the guys.”
“I have good friends who care about me. We’re positioned to win the championship this year. I might get a scholarship to play ball at university.” I swallow before I confess, “I have you.”
Her eyes are already closed, and she’s fallen back to sleep. I watch her as my eyes grow heavy. She’s a good thing in my life right now.
I have her for as long as I can keep her, which means I can’t break her.
Harper
“Oh my god, I had a sex dream about Luke last night.”
Kenz is sitting on my couch. Mom got called in to work tonight. It’s just the two of us in the house. Kenz is leaving at ten to meet up with Brandon later. So tonight I’m on my own.
“What happened?” Kenz grabs a slice of cheese pizza and takes a huge bite. We already discussed Jack’s dick size in as much detail as I could give Kenz while blushing furiously the entire time.
“Last night, Jack found a bunch of old videos of us dancing at competition and practice. He played them.”
Kenz’s eyebrows shoot up. “For the horsemen?”
I nod. “On webcam.”
“Fuck, that’s brilliant. I bet they were drooling by the end. We always looked good on stage.” Kenz takes another huge bite of pizza. “What’s that have to do with your sex dream?”
“I dreamt I was basically giving Luke a lap dance, and then he pressed me down into the bed while he kissed me. Then I woke up.” I might have left out the part where his hard cock was grinding against my pussy, keying me up. I blush, rememberingwaking up aroused and being confused why he was there on the computer and not with me in my bed to finish what he started.
“Nice, but that’s not a sex dream.” Kenz takes a drink of soda and lets out a small belch.
“Okay, it was a sexy dream. If I hadn’t woken up, I’m pretty sure it would have gone a lot further.” I cave easily. She’s right though. No actual penetration happened in the dream, but I wanted it. I wanted Luke.
Fuck, they’re getting to me.
The movie plays in the background. We’ve both seen it dozens of times. I can’t focus on it though. This whole day was kind of weird.
Luke seemed to be avoiding me for lack of a better term. He was there, and he even briefly kissed me in the morning, but the other guys definitely picked up his slack. Maybe seeing me dance wound them up because every class transition Jack, Eli, or Caden backed me up against a locker and kissed me thoroughly. Mind-numbingly breathless.
Maybe they were just making up for the years I went without.
