“I happened to dream of you while I was in her bed, happy?” I watched her reaction closely.
Instead of getting angry, she blushed and there was a minuscule amount of humor in her eyes. A smile finally slipped from my lips then turned into a full-blown grin. “I might happen to yell your name. It was embarrassing calling other’s name in someone’s bed. I think I also imagined you while we—you know?” I shrugged, feeling my face heated.
“Having s*x,” she mumbled, “Oh, my God, you’re insane.”
“I’m sorry if I’ll be brutally honest with you tonight. I don’t want to hide anything from you anymore. Have a seat and feel at home.” I threw the keys to the couch.”
“Wow! I never thought your apartment is... looked like this.” She looked around and saw nothing but a grey colored-wall and couch, white
