Cassidys POV
"Jackson. I really hate this freaking shirt." I said, once again pulling the black shirt down. I grabbed a hair tie and pulled my hair back in a high ponytail.
"Wow. You look good. No make up on. And your in my shirt. YAY." Jackson said running his hands down my back. He was sitting on the edge of the bed and I was in front of him. He pulled me closer and he placed his head on my chest. "My legs are spread for you." I laughed. I playfully slapped his shoulder. He had wrapped his legs around me.
"Jackson. haha. Stop." I was laughing.
He laid back on the bed and pulled me with him. He kissed my lips softly. Then my vision tunneled again.
"Jackson. Everything went black. I thought I was DONE seeing my futures or whatever. HELP."
"One of you guys is waking up." He tightened his grip on me. "When you fall back asleep, I want you to be on my chest like this. I am enjoying this. Bye Casssssssidy." He drawled my name out.
"Bye Jack."
Then I was laying on my bed, with Jackson on top of me. "Hi."
"Hi Jackson. How are you?" I said kinda pushing him off of me.
"I am great, I just made out with a GORGEOUS girl, whom I have told I love her, and then she fell ASLEEP in my arms. She drools when she sleeps. HAH. She is SUPER cute." He said looking down at me.
"Jackson." I blushed. "I know I drool. Thank you."
He laid his head down on my shoulder. He actually laid his whole body down on me.
"So tell me more. Cause I am tired right now. If I fall asleep, will I wake up in that dream, or whatever we should call it?"
"Yeah. I have no idea. But seems how you JUST let that dream, I doubt you will fall asleep and wake up there. But I do not know for sure. I think you could block out the dreams if you want."
"WHAT? I COULD BLOCK THEM????!!!" I screamed.
"Yeah. Shush. Listen. I don't know how, but I can. Then the dreamlike thing, is just a distant memory. Its kinda fuzzy but still there."
"Teach me how. PLEASE." I shook his shoulders.
"Okay. But its gonna take some SERIOUS training."
"I am COOL with that. I hate all this blackness in my eyes."
"Okay. But first just let me hold you. I like this." He moved his body over, so he wasn't directly on me. But just holding me.
"You are really *YAWN* warm. Why?"
"Shhhh. You are tired. Go to sleep. But when you wake up, I will be gone."
"What *YAWN* why?" I really was tired.
"Shh. Its okay. If your aunt finds us wrapped up together like this, how will she feel?" He "Huhmed." With a raise of his eyebrows.
"Oh one more thing. What did they all mean, by were wolf boy?"
He stiffened beside me.
I could barely keep my eyes open. I closed them.
Then I remembered that I had a question, that he still hasn't answered. I untangled myself from him. I got off the bed and struggled to stand.
"Let me help."
"NO. I am just getting my fluffy PJs on."
"Okay." He flunked back down in my soft bed. "I hate this bed. Its too short and the sheets are uncomfortable on my skin."
"You never answered my question. What did they mean?"
"Cassidy. Please, just come back to bed, and we will talk in the morning." He patted the bed.
"I thought you weren't going to be here in the morning." I had to say it. Attitude drips off of me, in WAVES.
"No I won't. But later on like NOON I will be over, to meet your aunt. I here she is a REAL looker."
"Jackson. Why do you want to meet her?"
"I want to meet her because I am going to be around a lot. SOOOOO she needs to get used to my face."
"Oh? Really? Who says you will be around a lot? You?"
"Yeah, me."
I sat on the bed, and rolled down next to him. I kissed his lips softly then I rolled over and he pulled me closer. My back was pressed up against his chest and he kissed my hair.
My eyes closed. He wrapped his arm around my waist.
"I am a werewolf."
Those were the last words I heard before I drifted into my dreamless unconsciousness.
