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Elizabeth
“Lizzy? Are you there?” Brenden’s smooth voice comes through the phone and a pulse of electricity runs through me.
The remnants of my sex dream still linger as one eye blinks open, and I sit up in a huff.
“Lizzy?” His tone is now laced with concern.
“Yes?” I murmur, still trying to wake up.
My phone rang only moments ago, and apparently I picked it up without realizing it. Everything is foggy, whispers of soft kisses and deep moans clouding my thoughts.
I rub my eyes, shaking my head to try to clear my muddy brain. “Hey, yep. What’s up?”
My humming flesh cools as reality finally starts to sink in. The dreams are becoming a nightly occurrence. It’s starting to feel like I’m one giant ball of nerves, made purely of sexual frustration.
Xander and I didn’t have sex for months before he died. I was pregnant. Then we had a newborn at home. When he went back to work after I had Sean, we were like two ships passing in the night. Neither of us had the time or energy.
Before Brenden, I didn’t give much thought to the fact it’s been over three years since I had sex. But I’m painfully aware of it now. Not even the vibrator Lori gifted me for Christmas last year is doing much to dull the constant aching.
“Did I wake you?” His voice seems thicker than it did a moment ago, each syllable feeling heavier on my body.
“Uh huh,” I breathe out, a warmth settling in my lower belly.
“Well, it sounds like you were having one hell of a dream. I’d sure love to hear all about it.”
“I wasn’t dreaming.” My cheeks flame with the lie. “And even if I were, I wouldn’t tell you.”
He lets out a hearty laugh, causing vibrations on my skin. “It was that good, huh? Well, get your mind out of the gutter and your ass up. We have somewhere to be at noon.”
“Are you going to tell me where we’re going?”
“Nope.”
“Well, do I need to wear anything special?”
“See, now you’re trying to get my mind down in the gutter with yours.”
I release an agitated sigh, smiling in spite of myself.
“Just wear some jeans and a T-shirt,” he says. “Stop overthinking and stressing this. We’re going to have fun.”
“But what—”
“Goodbye, Lizzy. See you soon.”
I fall back onto my bed as he ends the call, ignoring the butterflies swarming in my stomach.
“Good morning, sunshine,” Julianna chirps as I enter the kitchen.
She’s her usual chipper self, a cup of coffee and the classifieds sitting on the table in front of her. I walk past her without a word and pour myself some coffee. Conversation isn’t a 7 a.m. activity. Caffeine always comes first.
She remains quiet as I join her with my warm mug in hand. I’ve never been a morning person. But all the Christmas activities and restless nights are making me extra cranky.
It could also have something to do with being nervous about today. Things are back to normal with Brenden, but I still sense a shift in our relationship. It’s not anything I can pinpoint or explain; it’s more of a feeling.
“Any luck on the job front?” I ask, finally feeling awake enough to speak.
