PART 6
TO DREAM ABOUT YOU
Sean: Emma, could we talk?
Emma: If it's about the project, can we do this another time? I'm busy.
Sean: (quickly) No. It's not the project. It's about . . . you and me.
Emma: (raising an eyebrow) Please, Sean. Be serious. There is no you and me and you know it. You messed that up a long time ago.
Sean: I know, but . . . well, I miss you, Em. Okay? It hasn't been easy for me either and I know you miss me too.
Emma: Sean –
He gently put two fingers on her lips and that sent tingles of fireworks down Emma's spine.
Sean: Don't anything because I know you feel the same way. Emma. . . . I think I'm in love with you.
Emma stubbornly beamed. He'd finally said the words that she'd longed for him to say since the first time she laid eyes on him. Furiously, she leapt forward and pressed her lips against his . . . .
Emma woke with a start. She sat up in her bed as sweat dripped down her pale face. Each breath she took quickened with every beat of heart, pounding inside of her as if it would explode.
It was only a dream, she thought. But why'd she have it? And why was Sean – of all people – the guy she was dreaming about?
Was fate trying to tell her that she had some unresolved feelings for him? No, it couldn't be. It was true that Sean had broke her heart, but she'd had time to mind the pieces back together. Besides, it couldn't be. Sean had hurt her and she wasn't about to walk down that road with him again. But how long could she lie – and pretend that there was nothing between them? How long could she resist his charm?
Emma pushed these weary thoughts to the furthest corners of her mind as she sank back in her bed. She drew the covers closer to her as her mind flooded with a million questions.
The only problem was that she didn't have an answer to a single one of them.
