Melody's eyes shot open as the blaring sound of the alarm shattered the remnants of her dream. A surge of panic coursed through her as the vivid memories of the passionate encounter with Morgan flooded her consciousness. It had felt so real, so intense, that it took her a moment to grasp the reality that it was just a dream.
Disoriented and unsettled, she ran a hand through her tousled hair, her mind filled with a jumble of emotions and questions. What did this dream mean? Why had her subconscious conjured up such a scenario involving her boss?
She took deep breaths, trying to calm her racing heart. The remnants of desire still lingered within her, mingling with a sense of guilt and confusion. She couldn't shake off the lingering sensations from the dream, the way Morgan's touch had felt, the intensity of their connection.
