"A dream?!"
Raine burst out in disbelief. She couldn't fathom just why on earth she had an erotic dream that almost felt like it was real like it was really happening.
'Did I become that perverted that even in dreams, I'm having erotic thoughts about Tyrone?' she horrifyingly thought with a twisted expression. 'This is so embarrassing!'
"How are you feeling?" Tyrone asked.
Raine quickly composed herself before turning to look at him. He was sitting on the other side of the bed, and she just hoped that she didn't talk in her sleep!
'Did I moan or something?' Raine wondered, but there was no way that she would ask Tyrone that.
She bit her inner cheek as she tried to recall when she fell asleep? When did her dream even start? She wracked her head for answers, but she was so drunk and sleepy that she could no longer tell when she had even fallen asleep.
