Zoe woke up with a moan and sweat coating her face, annoyed as hell. It was back. The damn erotic dreams of hers were back and she did not doubt that it had to do with whatever happened between her and Gabriel last night. She had been nothing but relieved when it stopped and now all it needed was for Gabriel to pin her down and her overactive subconsciousness began to render its unpaid services.
It was not like she didn't appreciate Gabriel doing stuff to her in a dream that he wouldn't dare to do in real life, but it always left her feeling guilty and dirty. It was wrong and it only served to fuel the attraction she felt for him in real life. Especially now when she was feeling hot and bothered.
Zoe sat up, fanning her face with her palm, and unlike the other times when she would race downstairs to prepare for the day, she didn't. She could still remember the details of the dream and it made a dark yet delicious shiver caress down her spine.
