As darkness surrounded him, he felt a warm sense of comfort and passion overtake all his senses, nothing else mattered, nothing but her.
Merging from the shadows she enveloped him in her embrace, he did the same to her. They entered a passionate kiss it felt exciting, almost dangerous.
Suddenly, everything went blurry, distant, vacant. She was gone.
Cole Turner awoke as soon as the images stopped flowing from his mind. The dream was over but he still felt the lust burn inside him, The dream was one he had many times before, it had played on his mind, guiltily, for what seemed like hours during the day time and at night, when his subconscious took over, it was uncontrollable, he couldn't help or stop what he felt for her.
Cole turned over and felt his girlfriend reach for his arm and place it upon her, seeking comfort. He resisted and tried to slip away as he felt so little for Phoebe. There was a time would have moved heaven and earth just to be with her, but times had changed, as much as he'd tried to ignore it he had come to terms with the fact that he didn't love Phoebe as he lead himself and others to believe. She was nothing compared to Prudence Halliwell.