I grabbed Maya’s wrist before Leonardo was even out of earshot and pulled her down the hallway, into my room, shutting the door hard behind us.
“Okay,” Maya said, dropping onto the edge of the bed. “Spill. All of it. Don’t skip anything.”
I sat down beside her, hugging a pillow to my chest like it could shield me from how much this was about to embarrass me. “It felt real, Maya. Not like a normal dream. I could feel his hands. His mouth. I could feel the water still on his skin.” My face burned just saying it out loud. “I woke up and for a second I actually thought it happened.”
Maya’s mouth curved into a slow, wicked grin. “And? What did dream-Leonardo do exactly?”
“Maya.”
“I need details. For research purposes.”
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