- RAYA -
Despite my protests, Dex waits for me outside the women's bathroom while I make sure I don't look like I just had passionate sex in a room full of supplies.
While I'm leaning in close to the mirror to fix a few errant smudges of makeup, I can't help but giggle at my reflection. That just happened. That was definitely not inspired by a dream.
If I had dreamt it, I probably would have been mortified by the fact that all of my coworkers are going to see us walking back in the room together after a mysterious amount of time away. But here I am in reality, totally unfazed. I love this man. I feel safe with him. Even walking back into a room full of scrutinizing eyes, I know I can handle it and hold my head up with Dex's hand in mine.
