I woke up flushed, skin hot, sheets tangled around my legs like they’d tried to hold me in the dream. My heart was still racing, body humming with leftover heat from that wild, impossible night. Ten brothers. All of them. One after another, passionate, overwhelming. I pressed my palms to my cheeks—they burned. God, what was wrong with me? It was just a dream, but it felt so real. Every touch, every whisper lingered like fingerprints on my skin.
I lay there a minute, staring at the ceiling. Sunlight slipped through the curtains, soft and innocent. Outside, snow sparkled. Inside, I was a mess. Guilt twisted in my gut—how could I dream that? About all of them? Ian’s steady control, Josh’s deep intensity, the twins together… even Aiden, rough as he was. My thighs pressed together at the memor
