39. Not Just A Dream

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**Nero**     Waking the next morning with that glorious pre-conscious stretch was amazing; until I realized that the bed was empty.  A little startled, I laid there, wondering if I had dreamt about kissing Nate last night, before spending the night wrapped in his arms...I thought about what happened when I entered the Packhouse and the events that followed until he led us to his room.  I opened my eyes, looking around for evidence that I was still in his room as opposed to my own.  Sure enough, his suitcase was neatly sitting in the corner.       A smile formed on my face that I just couldn't stop from forming; even if I tried.  I had spent many nights dreaming of just spending the night with him, and to tell you the truth; I slept better than I had in a very long time.  Then, I realized

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