The nightmares of being stalked by the shadows had ceased ever since Malachi began spending the nights with me. We would hang out until I got sleepy, and then he would sit beside me while I fell asleep. At some point in the night, he would disappear, and I would always awake alone.
Replacing those bad dreams were desperate scenarios where I longed for Malachi and I could never quite get to him. My new dreams were always of the X-rated variety and I always awoke in the morning feeling more pent-up than I ever thought possible.
I wondered if Malachi controlled my dreams. He certainly seemed to control my nightmares. If he knew what depraved dreams I had about him, I’d be utterly mortified.
“Knock, knock…” Jane said as she popped her head into my office a few hours before closing. I loo
