Author's note: this is from Seraphina's point of view
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WARNING: Mature content
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In my desire to make the most of my dream that included sharing a bed with Duke, I moved a bit to increase the surface of my body touching his.
Damned pajamas!
Starting tomorrow, I will sleep in a camisole; a sexy one! Just in case Duke visits my dreams.
My leg hitched higher, and my thigh pressed on a bulge in his crotch area.
Oh, God! He is aroused! Big time!
That thought instantly sent a wave of heat through my core and I hoped that he didn't notice.
What am I doing? I chided myself.
I am daydreaming about Duke most of the time, craving for him to show up in my dreams because they are so vivid that I could easily mistake them for reality. However, after each of those dreams, I'm disappointed with the knowledge that he is just a memory from high school.
