Chapter TwentyFive

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Becca

It was a breezy afternoon at Natalie's house. She'd spoken non-stop about her getaway to Ayia Napa. I was too busy dwelling on my increasing sex dreams of Kayden, so I didn't catch a word.

I never recalled my dreams, but for some reason, I remembered the raunchy ones. The one I had the night before involved his car bonnet. The fantasies were becoming worse to the point where I dreaded sleeping at night.

Natalie clicked her fingers in my face, snapping me out of my reverie. "You got me talking to myself."

I shook my head. "My bad. You were saying?"

"Nevermind. What's wrong?"

I contemplated telling Natalie. Like Brooklyn, Nat was sexually liberated and unapologetic with her sexcapades. This would be light work for her.

"Have you had a sex dream before?"

She snorted. "Is the sky blue?"

I laughed. "Fair. Who about?"

"Celebs, exes – anyone I like at the time." She shrugged. "Why though?"

I lay on her fluffy pillow and watched the ceiling. "I keep having them."

Natalie lurched forward. "About who!" When I didn't answer, she slapped my arm. "Oh my God, is it Chris?"

"Hell no."

"Gavin?"

"No, Nat."

"Fabien?"

I jabbed her with my foot, causing her to chuckle. "Now you're taking the piss. It's Kayden."

Natalie pulled back. "Oh!" She perked up and lay next to me. "Have you never had a sex dream before?"

"Not this often."

Natalie laughed. "You're gagging for his dick."

"Fuck you." She grinned, and I puffed out a sigh. "It's every night, Nat. I'm so over it."

"And here you are saying you don't like him. Your subconscious doesn't lie, boo."

I didn't have the energy to retaliate.

"Have you guys even had sex?"

"Why would we?"

"Because it makes sense. You're both single and attracted to each other."

I shook my head. "No. That's what makes it even worse. I'm dreaming about shit that hasn't happened."

"Yet." I rolled my eyes and Natalie nudged my shoulder with hers. "What's the nastiest dream you've had?"

I shrugged. "I dunno. It's usually the same thing."

"Which is...?"

"Foreplay, sex, different locations, maybe more foreplay." I shrugged. "I never remember the whole thing."

"I didn't realise you were this horny."

That made me laugh. "How do I make them stop?"

Natalie shrugged. "I wouldn't worry about it. Sex dreams are normal, and Kayden's an attractive guy so it's bound to happen. Just don't let it faze you."

Her reasoning was simple enough, but it didn't stop the unease bubbling inside of me.

Later that evening I was back in my room Googling forums on sex dreams. I'd found a decent website that broke down what each type of sensual dream could mean, and one particular passage intrigued me.

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