Chapter 16

A sigh leaves my lips as I sit up on my office couch. I can feel the wetness between my thighs. Closing my eyes briefly, I massage my temple before turning to face Rebecca.

"Finally, you're up; we need to leave in the next few minutes. The meeting is at 2 p.m." She stands by the couch as she speaks to me.

"Give me a few minutes to freshen up. I'll meet you downstairs." I stand up from the couch and walk to my restroom.

"Alright, I'll meet you downstairs." She says, walking to the door.

My reflection in the bathroom mirror glares out at me. I've lost count of how many times I've had those dreams. Since he kicked me out of his house two weeks ago, it's been nearly every time I close my eyes. I know why it's happening, but I don't want to admit it. The worst part is that I haven't heard from or seen him at all. Sometimes the dreams aren't even sexual. They're just plain, romantic dreams. It annoys the hell out of me. I am not supposed to be having those types of dreams. Yes, I'm attr