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In Your Dreams
I must have stared at Liam for a full thirty seconds before I finally got my mouth to work well enough to ask him what the hell he was talking about. That’s not what I said, though, when my tongue finally loosened from the roof of my mouth. “Wh-what?” was all I managed to get out. “You… saw me in your dreams?”
I could tell he was wishing he hadn’t said anything at all by the way his face was continuing to grow more and more red by the second. He ran a hand through his blond hair, making it ripple as it stood and fell and then stood up again. “Yeah,” he murmured. “It’s weird… Harlow. I’ve been seeing you in my dreams for years. Not just since I met you. It started about five years ago. I don’t dream about you every night, but I did often enough that, when I first saw you, here, I was taken aback. Even hearing your name, wh
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