Riley
I wake from the best dream to her scent wrapped all around me. My face is buried in her neck and I inhale her. Glancing reluctantly at the clock, I can let her sleep a little longer. We start her training today. I’ll go get a shower. A cold one after that dream….though honestly at this point cold showers do nothing. I dream about her awake or asleep at this point. My imagination is better than icy cold water.
I step into the warm spray and close my eyes figuring I will finish the dream. I swear it’s like her touch is real. As I finish imagining her screaming my name, I groan hers out louder than I meant to. I bathe quickly stepping out. I push my dripping hair back realizing I left my towel on the hook by the door.
“Riley?” Her soft voice says as she steps in the door. Her eyes
