When I was writing Fate, someone asked if I was going to do this sort of story in Bobby's point of view. I thought about it and came up with this. Once again, he does not work for the NYPD. His career, yes career, will be revealed in Chapter 2.

Chapter One

Is She Just A Dream

She is standing next to the window and when she turns, his mouth is inches from hers, he leans in and kisses her. "Stop that." She places her hands on his chest and pushes him back. "What are you doing?"

"Why? Am I doing it wrong?" He leans down and brushes his lips across hers.

"I didn't mean it that way, you're delirious."

He chuckles softly. "I know isn't it great?"

"Bobby it's not right." He kisses her again. "I said it's……..oh what the hell." She reaches up, and puts her arms around his neck as he lifts her up and sets her on the windowsill, leans in and she welcomes his lips. His hands have found their way to her waist and he slides his hands underneath her sweater. She lifts up her arms and he removes the garment. With one quick motion, her breasts are exposed. He nibbles on her ear and kisses her neck while he caresses her breasts.

She leans her head back and a soft moan escapes her lips. He lays kisses on her shoulders and down to her breasts, flicking his tongue quickly over each nipple.

He steps back and cups her face in his hands. "I've been wanting to touch you like this for such a long time, you feel so good. God you're beautiful."

He lays kisses on her forehead, her eyes and then a slight smile crosses his face as his hands come under her butt and picks her up off the sill. He fiddles with her zipper. She moves his hands away and slides the zipper down. He lifts her up on the sill again and removes her boots, jeans, followed by her panties.

She grabs a hold of his shoulders, "How come I'm naked and you're fully dressed?"

He nibbles on her ear, "You have more parts to play with than I do." They laugh softly as he gets down on his knees; he slides the back of his hand on the inside of her leg from her knees to her thighs. He gently spreads her legs apart, his thumbs caressing her center. Parting it, she can feel the warmth of his breath as he flicks the tip of his tongue over her clit. She moves back on the sill, feeling that if she didn't she would fall on top of him. She feels the searching caress of his tongue. A low soft moan escapes her lips. "Bobby please...Oh God…"

He stands up, she reaches down between his legs and touches him. She smiles as he lifts and spreads her legs apart. He fingers her clit and she arches her back as two fingers slide in and out of her. "Bobby, I…." His mouth is close to hers again and she puts her hands on his face and his mouth is on hers again as he slowly enters her. The fit is tight and perfect. All that he dreamed it would be. She wraps her legs around him as she grabs onto his shoulders. He lifts her up into him as he dives in deeper, faster and harder.

"Guys, where are you?" He puts his finger up to her mouth, "Shhhhhhh."

She wants to scream with pleasure but she controls the sound and pushes herself up into him repeatedly. He groans and falls into her and buries his face in her neck as he catches his breath.

"Guys, where are you?" He helps her off the sill and hurriedly they fix themselves. "In here honey, we're in here," she says.

He jumps when he wakes, "Oh no not again." He unconsciously wipes his hand on his pants. "Shit."

"You had that dream again, didn't you?" He looks over to his right, "Damnit don't sneak up on me like that."

"I don't understand this, I really don't." she says close to tears. "We made love less that two hours ago and you come out here, fall asleep on the couch and you dream about her again."

His pants are still unzipped and she glances down at him, he quickly fixes himself and sits up, "Dream, it's just a dream."

"Alright I know it's a dream, once I can understand and even live with but these past weeks," she says as tears start to fill her eyes. "How many times Bobby?"

He shakes his head, "I don't know." He says very unconvincing.

"You're a rotten liar," she turns her back on him and walks into the bedroom.

He calls out to her, "I'm sorry." He lies back down on the couch, her little dog jumps up and licks his face, "I heard about being in the dog house, but this is ridiculous."

The Next Morning

She is sitting on the edge of the bed when he looks in the room, "What are you doing?" He says as he slowly walks in.

"You didn't come back to bed last night." She says looking only at the floor.

"I didn't think you wanted me to."

"I've been sitting here thinking………….thinking about us."

He walks over to her and sits down on the bed, he takes her hand, "I'm sorry, I don't know what else to say."

A tear is in her eye, she blinks and it rolls down her cheek, he wipes it away with his finger. "Say you'll talk to someone, please Bobby."

"Alright I will, I'll call Bernie this morning, I promise."

He reaches over and pulls her close and she lays her head on his chest. "What's on your calendar for the day?" he asks.

"I'm due in court at ten."

"Want to meet for dinner around six."

"Sounds wonderful, where?" she kisses his cheek.

"Your choice."

"How about Cellini's."

"That's fine," he leans down and kisses her. "I love you."

"I love you too Bobby," a quick glance at the clock and she exhales. "I have to go." He stands and extends his arm and lightly pulls her up. They embrace and he holds her hand as they walk out of the room.

TBC