Celeste's POV
After sneaking into my house I undressed getting ready for bed. I was afraid to fall asleep. Afraid to wake and this would all be a dream. Instead I laid down and thought about the night over and over again. I loved shifting, but my heart raced every time I thought of being in Isaac's embrace. I know he wasn't expecting the hug I gave, but I was overjoyed he thought of me like that. Then he held my hand, interlocking our fingers. I swear it was like a jolt of electricity ran through my fingers and up my arm. It seemed it was a one way feeling. I looked over to my rocking chair where I had deposited Isaac's sweatshirt. I felt better near him, so I took his sweatshirt and folded it. I laid back down with my head on his sweatshirt.
*Dream Sequence*
Opening my eyes I looked ar
