I Dreamed About You Last Night Novels & Stories

Vilda interrupts and I open my eyes, breathing out a sigh. Damn. Trying to stay on my toes and not fall asleep, I try to get my mind running, and the first thing my mental screen decides to show me is Liam and I's kiss from last night. I gulp. I almost thought that was a dream, the way the kiss felt so pure and how I drifted off kissing someone…

I slept soundly, I couldn't remember the last time I slept that way. I saw Liam in my dream and I was certain that contributed to my beauty sleep. He had his arms wrapped around me and as he caressed my cheek, he whispered to me, "I love you."

Food doesn’t do bad things to people, especially to good people. I sighed remembering everything that happened last night but what irritated me more is the dream I was having this morning. How could I have such dreams in this condition especially with fucking Alpha Aiden?! Why must I have to dream about him when there are 7 billion people in the world ?! It’s really annoying that he could get into my dreams but this will be the last time, I’m going to guard and control my mind from now on. ”Arghhhhh!” I shouted , really pissed at myself but I blame it on the cold freezing weather in this shitty dungeon.

Drake must still be here. Thinking about that man made me remember the dream I had last night. In that dream, my ex-husband was kissing me, torridly and full of passion. The shocking part? I returned his kisses with the same intensity as if we were yearning for each other’s body. After the passionate night, he whispered again that he loved me and that time, I just accepted his love. It sounded ridiculous. Why did it have to be him? Why not Josh? Like what the heck. Was I always thinking of him unconsciously to the point that I was dreaming of him?

But then, I slowly thought about what happened last night. Damien. The realization struck like a bolt of lightning. But no—it couldn’t be. Whatever had transpired between us had been nothing more than a dream. A dream. The thought of it being anything else was absurd. Yet the mark stood as undeniable proof of something far beyond my understanding. Even as I tried to focus on showering and preparing for the day, the questions lingered in my mind. I couldn’t shake it, no matter how many times I told myself to move on.

😩 <<"I love you too honey, goodnight. >>"I’LL DREAM ABOUT YOU IF YOU DREAM ABOUT ME. DEAL?"😏 << "You are the last thing on my mind before I go to sleep." >>"I HATE GOOD-NIGHTS BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM PRAISING THE TIME YOU SPEND AWAY FROM ME. WHAT I WANT TO TRULY SAY, IS THAT I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YOU AGAIN" <<"NOW THAT I’VE OFFICIALLY TEXTED YOU, I’M GOING TO BE OBSESSIVELY STARING AT MY PHONE, WAITING FOR IT TO BEEP again, SO DON’T KEEP ME WAITING."

’ The sound rumbled from him, low and solid, and it settled something in me. I leaned back against the cool edge of the tub, wanting to stretch the moment. ‘You know, I had a dream about you last night.’ ‘Oh? What kind of dream?’ His voice held a flicker of interest. I couldn’t see his face, but I could picture his expression, and it made me smile. ‘You were just standing by the bed, watching me sleep. Then I woke up and it was morning, and you weren’t there at all.’ I hesitated, editing out the nightmare’s darker details. No point mentioning blood or fear when he was so far away.

I didn't even realize when I slept off, all I knew was my last thoughts were of her. Every turn I made was with her flooding my dreams. I wasn't an early riser. I shouldn't be awake at this time. But I got tired of lying to myself that I was peacefully asleep. Dei flooded my dreams as she did every other night. They did say you dream about the last person you think about. I logged into my Instagram account, hoping to get my mind off her. Fun_holiic could to put me at ease, I thought and it did... a little.

“I thought I must have had a nightmare like that because you lied to me last night.” “You know what they say—your dreams reflect your thoughts.”

Would he still want me like he did last night? The movie finally ended, and I found myself exhausted from last night’s activities and told Emily I was going to turn in early tonight. Honestly what I wanted was to close my eyes and dream about last night so I could feel his hands on me once again. It didn’t take long for me to drift off to sleep and when I did, I found what I was looking for.