Understanding he wouldn't ever get any rational answer for the uncanny continuous dreams, Calix decided to disregard them. He also deliberately ignored the nagging feeling that insisted there was something deeper behind those dreams.
'The woman and... that man.'
Calix wondered why he saw another man's face whenever he tried looking into a mirror in the dream. Unfortunately, there was no answer.
'I can't possibly talk to Leslie about this, right?'
Calix shuddered at the thought of telling Leslie about him dreaming of another woman three nights straight. He couldn't imagine what kind of face she would show him once he did.
Disdain? Or, amused?
Nevertheless, wouldn't this set him up for failure in wooing her?
He wouldn't ever want that!
