Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. It belongs to Stephanie Myer

Prologue

I dreamt about him… again.

This is the 2nd time this week! I must admit, as much as I enjoy having him visit my subconscious, I feel guilty. And the worst part is, I know I won't be able to get him out of my head the whole day.

My dreams about him always feel so real. I shut my eyes hoping that I will go back to sleep. I really wanted to finish that dream. Fuck! I'm the worst person in the whole world.

I felt Jacob's arm pull me closer to him. "It's Sunday, why are you up so early"

"I'm always up early babe. Go back to sleep. I'm going to get up and read a little bit before the monster gets up." I gave him a soft kiss on his forehead and used my ass to wiggle out of his arms. Ugh! I'm such a bitch. Is there such thing as dream cheaters?

They say that dreams are our subconscious way of dealing with our fears and thoughts that we don't want to face when we are awake. But the problem is, I have dealt with him. I am happy. So happy. There were no unfinished businesses. I said my piece and he said his. We both admitted we had our faults and both happy with where we are at with our lives. The point is, we both have moved on. We grew up, made mistakes but in the end both got what we both wanted.

So why does it feel like something is still missing?