CHAPTER 12
Zach was still trying to figure out what the hell he was doing in these stupid woods. Yes, he had dreamed of a plane crash. He had dreamed of three crazy fuckers. He had dreamed of a place that looked eerily like a bigfoot lair, green men, guys with wings, dragons, and, damn it, he had dreamed about a beautiful dark-haired man, with glittery copper eyes, with a smooth sexy baritone voice that would cause Zach to wake up, needing to jack off every f*****g time.
He felt like he was losing his mind. It had been months and Zach couldn’t shake the dreams.
They all played out in order and then finished with that sexy-as-f**k man, laughing, comforting a small child, joking with his friends, but the biggest reason he had known he had to come here was that look he saw within his ow
