Disclaimer: Charmed ain't mine.
Paige dream-sighed. She usually had exciting dreams, usually involving Ben Affleck or Brad Pitt- or both. Instead she sat in her cubicle stamping an endless load of papers.
" Bored?" asked a sexy male voice. Paige looked up and felt her stomach flip-flop. The guy in front of her was gorgeous, with tousled blond spikes, a muscular bod, and sky blue eyes.
" Totally," Paige said, trying to keep calm. What are you worrying about? she asked herself. It's a freaking dream. The man smiled and snapped his fingers. Suddenly the area rippled and office was gone. They were on the beach. Paige's dream man waved his hand, transforming her skirt and blouse into a bikini.
" This is nice," Paige said. It seemed so real. She could smell the salt; feel the sand under her toes. The man walked over to her and wrapped his arms around. Paige giggled.
" Who are you?" she asked. He grinned, flashing bright white teeth but didn't answer. He turned Paige around kissed her, forcing her to the ground.
It doesn't feel like a dream, she thought. It's so real… The beach rippled under her and she felt silk on her back. Opening an eye they were in a honeymoon suite, lying together on the bed. Paige's neck tingled and she pulled away from the man.
" Stop," she ordered. " Something…something isn't right."
He nodded. " I'm sorry." Two glasses of wine appeared in his hands and he passed one to Paige. Reluctantly she drank and instantly all her doubts her gone. Paige tossed her glass aside and walked over to the dream man.
" I'm ready for you," she told him huskily, and thrust herself onto him.
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A man identical to the one in Paige's dream sat in the Underworld, his eyes completely red. He was immersed in the dream of his victim.
When they were finished his eyes became human-like again. A demon shimmered in and glared at the man. " I never imagined a Charmed One would be so easily fooled."
" Neither did I," the man said casually. " It doesn't matter. She will soon be mine."
Paige dream-sighed. She usually had exciting dreams, usually involving Ben Affleck or Brad Pitt- or both. Instead she sat in her cubicle stamping an endless load of papers.
" Bored?" asked a sexy male voice. Paige looked up and felt her stomach flip-flop. The guy in front of her was gorgeous, with tousled blond spikes, a muscular bod, and sky blue eyes.
" Totally," Paige said, trying to keep calm. What are you worrying about? she asked herself. It's a freaking dream. The man smiled and snapped his fingers. Suddenly the area rippled and office was gone. They were on the beach. Paige's dream man waved his hand, transforming her skirt and blouse into a bikini.
" This is nice," Paige said. It seemed so real. She could smell the salt; feel the sand under her toes. The man walked over to her and wrapped his arms around. Paige giggled.
" Who are you?" she asked. He grinned, flashing bright white teeth but didn't answer. He turned Paige around kissed her, forcing her to the ground.
It doesn't feel like a dream, she thought. It's so real… The beach rippled under her and she felt silk on her back. Opening an eye they were in a honeymoon suite, lying together on the bed. Paige's neck tingled and she pulled away from the man.
" Stop," she ordered. " Something…something isn't right."
He nodded. " I'm sorry." Two glasses of wine appeared in his hands and he passed one to Paige. Reluctantly she drank and instantly all her doubts her gone. Paige tossed her glass aside and walked over to the dream man.
" I'm ready for you," she told him huskily, and thrust herself onto him.
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A man identical to the one in Paige's dream sat in the Underworld, his eyes completely red. He was immersed in the dream of his victim.
When they were finished his eyes became human-like again. A demon shimmered in and glared at the man. " I never imagined a Charmed One would be so easily fooled."
" Neither did I," the man said casually. " It doesn't matter. She will soon be mine."