Dream Love
Eileen Sheehan, Ailene Frances, E.F. Sheehanwhy did my dream feel so realthe man of my dreams bookout of my dreams bookhave you dreamed this man
I said, sweetly, as I wondered how good he might look given the time to clean up, if he looked this spectacular rushing from rehearsal.
“What are we drinking?” he asked as he pulled my drink to his lips and sipped. After a dramatic shudder he slammed it down on the counter and growled, “Oof, I should have waited to be told. How can you stomach such a drink?”
“I was feeling the effects of the Jim Beam I normally drink and I didn’t want to be drunk when you got here,” I admitted.
“Afraid I’d take advantage of your sweet person?” he asked wolfishly.