Nora P.O.V.
I woke up with a panting and drenched in sweat from the terrible nightmare that just occurred. I don't usually get nightmares any more. I used to for the next month after the war, but after that… nothing. And now suddenly the same one that used to haunt me is back…I dreamt that Patch was burning to death, and locked in the gates of hell..forever.
I look over and see my wonderful Patch, laying down facing me with one arm extended out toward me. I smiled at that and landed a dozen kisses all over him. First, on the base of his neck working my way up slowly, I got to his perfectly cut jaw line, when I finally got to his lips. And indulged like a child with it's favorite candy. By then he was starting to wake up and when I kissed him. He ran his fingers up my arms, around my back and gripping my neck. That sent shivers all over me. I moved back thinking that it's time for me to get into the shower but he stopped me and made the kiss muchmore enjoyable, by leaving my lips and doing exactly what I did to him. A whimper escaped my mouth as he did this, and I knew, without a doubt, he was smirking and I blushed furiously.
I pulled back knowing where this was heading,and dint want to make him late for work. Patch now works at the gym as a manager, and said "Think I'm going to head into the shower." He sighed and agreed still smiling. Wondering what he was thinking about, I grabbed my towel and headed to the washroom. Actually it's not a washroom, but more like a master bedroom with washroom stuff, and without the bed. Man, Patch has money. I quickly got out of my close which are, in fact, still damp with sweat, and dropped them to the floor. I stepped into our huge shower and stared to relax, with the warm water pouring on me.