Only In My Dreams

Chapter 8

Bas POV

"Oat, here is Godt and his friends."

My mind instantly stops. Did someone just say Godt? I can't control myself as I shout, "Godt!?"

Is my dream finally coming true? I have been longing to actually see Godt face-to-face instead of my nightly visits to his room, and I couldn't control my longing anymore. Last night, I just had to taste him too, and that is exactly what I did. I managed to get his shirt off, and I couldn't believe the amazing sight before me. Godt's naked chest was just too much for me to handle. I know I wanted just one taste, but that muscular chest was just begging to be ravaged. Oh course, I was more than willing to do that for him.

My body instantly begins to heat up as I begin to think about all the marks that I left on his body and the amazing taste of his skin. I can't stand not knowing. Oh, please make this be my Godt. I miss being able to see his eyes. I know that I've been staring at him in his sleep, but it isn't the same as when he is awake. I love looking into his dark brown orbs.

My heart begins to race. I turn around, and my knees nearly buckle. Yes. It is him. He is here.

Godt softly gasps, "Bas?" His voice instantly sends a warm shiver through my body and I explode with excitement.

With a huge smile on my face and without thinking, I immediately run to him. "Is it really you?"

I love his confused expression. I'm sure that he is thinking the same thing, and I know exactly how to verify that it really is him.

Instead of throwing my arms around him, I stop right in front of him, and before he can even react, I quickly grab the hem of his shirt and lift it up. My breath instantly hitches as the hickeys come into view, and I know that this is really him. He is standing in front of me and I'm not asleep.

I ignore the loud gasp in the room as I slowly slide my hand across his gorgeous chest while still holding his shirt up with my other hand. I softly whisper, "I really did leave marks on you."

Confused, Godt softly asks, "How? I don't remember seeing you. I haven't seen you in over a week."

His words suddenly shoot a sharp pain through my heart. Yes, he hasn't seen me for a while, but I've been visiting him, and he doesn't know it.

I tear my eyes off his chest and I slowly let his shirt drop back down, as I lift my eyes to his face. I fight the overwhelming urge to throw my arms around his neck and kiss him. I need to explain first.

Gulp.

I take a deep breath. "Well, just because you haven't come to see me for over a week doesn't mean that I haven't come to see you. The only difference is that you were asleep."

Godt's confusion grows as I can see him trying to figure out how it can be possible.

I quickly add, "I came to you the same way that you came to me, in my dreams."

Suddenly, Godt chimes, "What? Can you see me when you are asleep?"

I slowly nod my head. "Yes. When I visit, I would also tell you that I miss you and I would kiss your lips. However, last night, I did a little more." I slightly lower my head as I feel my face heat up. Oh, I hope that he doesn't get mad. Please, don't get mad.

Godt puts his finger under my chin and slowly tilts my head up towards him, as my heart begins to beat a little faster. My anxiety is quickly subdued when I see a small smile on his lips. Does this mean that he isn't mad?