"You dream of what?" Xeon's eyes widened.
Mathena sighed as she replied, "Jesus, stop screaming like a girl, it's just a dream. But, well, it felt real…" She couldn't think of a good excuse, racking her brain for something Xeon might believe, but with his overbearing expression, maybe it wasn't a good thing.
"What did you dream about? Mathena, tell me."
Her excuse was lame. They both knew it, but he caught on to something else. She was cleverer than she seemed sometimes. He emptied the table and pulled her close, then settled her with a loud gurgling. Her legs parted open.
"There will be plenty of time for me to listen, so better tell me what your dream is."
"Xeon, surely you must be exhausted?"
"I require little sleep, and you know that."
A small, worrisome smile played in her mout
