Gabriel woke up with a gasp, sitting up quickly as if he just emerged from a nightmare as he checked his body.
"Wonderful," He groaned, throwing his head back down after seeing the massive hard-on he was sporting. Not only did he experience a wet dream which was a response to his sexual dream during his sleep, but now he had morning wood.
Of all people that he could have an erotic dream about, it had to be Zoe Clark. Was he out of his mind? What charm has she placed on him? If he wasn't pragmatic, Gabriel would have thought that she was Cupid and that she struck him with her love arrows. But that wasn't possible and he doesn't believe in such nonsense.