She waited to feel his lips on hers and when it didn’t happen she opened her eyes in disappointment. Angelica frowned unable to decide what pissed her off more… the fact that she’d woken up from the dream or the fact that the cause of the dream was probably right beside her.
Glancing over to confirm it she sighed. Yep… there was her psycho-stalker now and he appeared to be sound asleep.
Syn felt Angelica's soul vanish from the garden and embraced the sting of anger as she disappeared out from under him like the summer breeze. Letting his eyes drift closed Syn willed himself awake so he could once again be near her. Letting himself fall back into his body he felt the tug of the covers as she started to sit up.
“You move too much,” Syn mock complained.
“Of course,” Angelica said with pl
