[Amelia]
“Lucas,” his name is on my lips as I blink awake, my heart racing as I remember the moment we almost kissed. The sensation of his arms wrapped around me followed me into sleep, haunting my dreams. They were so vivid, felt so real, that even now that I’m awake I can remember the weight of his dream arms pressed into my flesh as he kissed away my fears and promised to protect me.
Blocking my eyes from the mid-morning sun I take long, slow breaths to help my heartrate calm as the last of my dream fog clears from my mind, bringing me back to a cold reality. Last night, in a foolish moment of forgetfulness, Lucas and I almost kissed. Even now, through my nervous night sweat, I can still smell the scent of his cologne on my skin.
Shivering, I feel warm and cold all over, my body c
