"Reyna.." Jason whispered. She was in his arms, her fingers tracing his little scar on his lip. She leaned her head on his shoulder. Reyna moved closer, her lips touching his skin. Jason breathe in the ecstasy of the bolts that coursed through his body as he cupped her face. Her eyes burned into his, demanding something from him. She took more than he could give, always. She kissed him and he kissed her back. A soft, sweet kiss. No meaning. No promises holding kiss. But it blazed every inch of him. Nothing else mattered but her. Reyna.
She pulled back slowly.
"Come back to me." were the only words she said.
"Always." he said.
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Jason bolted up, sweating and out of breath. It was like losing the ability to breathe and only having it back, the hunger for air intense. He lay back in bed, shutting his eyes tight. Forcing the tight grip on his chest to disappear.
It was just a dream. It wasn't real.
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Somewhere far away, where the night air was cold, clouds closing in on the moon forcing in darkness, leaning on the rail of her little veranda, a tear escaped Reyna's eye.
"You promised." Reyna whispered into the night, her eyes closed. "You promised."