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My cock is hard and I know it's because I've just awoken from a dream about Elowyn. It's almost painful, the remnants of it bombarding me. Seeing her naked body, touching her, tasting her, doing whatever I want to her...
"Fuck." I mutter.
Sunlight is spilling into my bedroom through the curtains. As I sit up I run my hands through my hair, glance down at the imprint of my cock beneath my blanket, and wait impatiently for it to go away. It feels like forever before it finally does.
I've made a plan for tonight. Jenny and Addie will be going to their show on Broadway and I'm going to invite Elowyn here. We'll eat dinner and drink and finally relieve this stupid tension that's been building between us. We have to do something about it or I'll combust.
After I've gone to the bathroom I make my way to the kitchen where Jenny is unloading a takeout bag and Addie is on her phone at the bar. My sister gives me a glance with a small smile, then looks back to the styrofoam containers.
"What?"
"Nothing." She shakes her head before smirking, "How was Elowyn?"
I furrow my brows. I never told her her name.
"How do you know her name?"
"Well, you were saying it in your sleep. Quite loudly. Moaning it, really." She snickers and so does Addie and I shift uncomfortably as I light a cigarette and sit at the bar.
I was talking in my sleep? Saying her name? It's not really surprising considering the dream I was having. But it's embarrassing, nonetheless.
"Okay, okay, it's not that funny."
"Actually it is. Saying a woman's name in your sleep? That might be the biggest step you've ever taken in a relationship." Jenny smirks.
"Jenny, that's enough." I send her a glare.
I can tell she wants to carry on teasing me, but thankfully she doesn't. She hands me a cup of coffee and a styrofoam box.
"What's this?" I ask.
"Open it and find out, Uncle Haz." Addie rolls her eyes teasingly as I stick my middle finger up at her and smile sarcastically.
I open the box to find a bagel filled with cream cheese. I haven't had one of these since before I left England, I think.
