Chapter 1: Dreaming

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The room was dark, it's black shelves stocked with white papers packed neatly into piles.

There was but one window that gave a dim light as my hands scattered frantically searching for the paperwork I was sent to get.

I was tall enough to reach the top shelves but that didn't make this any easier.

My fingers were rummaging quick enough to give me a thousand paper cuts as I breathed a low "Fuck"

Footsteps neared me and I assumed it were just someone doing the same as I was

But as the footsteps came to a halt he towered over me, his large frame shadowing mine

My eyes slowly trailed upwards as his arm lengthened, reaching over my own, as my hand met his soft touch.

I tried to speak and my lips parted but no sound would come out as I felt him pressed against me.

I knew exactly who it was just by his scent.

His dark, enticing, woodsy scent.

His cologne alone drove me insane.

His cold hands glided down the side of my back with a care and delicacy I can't explain.

I could feel his hard bulge pressing against me as he whispered "I've seen the way you look at me" his voice low and raspy.

I responded, my voice shaky and but a mere whisper "I-I don't-"

The length of his arm crept up my body starting from my lower abdomen before wrapping around my neck.

"Shh" he whispered against my neck

"I want it just as bad as you do"

Stunned, I melted into his touch.

Ready to give him every part of me.

Ready to live out every fantasy I'd had as he passionately kissed my neck.

"Greyson" I lowly breathed.

And just like that it all faded away.

"Noah!"

"Wh-"

"Noah I've been calling you for like the past five minutes. You're going to be late for work."

The woman stood in front of me beautiful, her messy blonde hair straying from its ponytail holder.

Even in her most simple attire I couldn't help but admire her.

She waved her hand in my face before questioning me "Babe are you ok? You seem really shaken up"

I nodded my head, assuring her that I'm fine and it was just a bad dream.

What a lie. That was probably the best dream I'd had in days.

"I'm going to go get ready for work"

She nodded, still looking concerned, and I kissed her quickly before scurrying off to the bathroom.

I stood leaning over the sink, my breathing heavy as I recollected what happened in my dream.

I couldn't be dreaming about my boss in that way, especially not when I have to go to work in thirty minutes.

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