- DEX -
I wake up biting the pillow and holding my throbbing dick, and it takes a minute to realize what's just happened. Again.
What the fuck is going on? That was real. That was WAY too real. These aren't just normal dreams. I haven't had any that I can recall in a really long time, but when I did, they were never like that.
Moira hardly seems phased. She is still curled up on the bed asleep.
"Shit," I groan and roll out of bed and strip on the way to the shower.
Not only am I feeling things for Raya in real life—things that are way too deep way too fast—I'm having intensely vivid sex dreams of her when I'm asleep now. This is not a good combination, especially now that she's going to be staying here.
"Hey Siri, call Liam Diggs' office on speaker," I say, turning on the cold water of the shower before I realize I didn't check the time. Shit, it's too early. He won't be in yet. Plus, it's Saturday now that I think about it.
