I dreamt about Edward that night.
It was pitch black, the only thing I could see where those emerald green eyes of his, glowing in the dark, that smile on his lips and those damn SpongeBob bottoms.
He was standing in front of me in my dream, just inches away from me, like when we were in the his closet.
I look down and see two long dainty white strings that hung around the midsection of his pants, the only source holding Edward's pajama bottoms up on his hips.
I was tempted to tug them loose. Edward seemed to sense this and his smirk grew as if wanting me to, expecting me to.
I grabbed both ends of the knotted strings and tugged on them, as if I was opening a Christmas or birthday present.
Once I had the ties free, I yanked his pajama bottoms down expecting to see all of him in his glory.
However, I couldn't see anything.
Just pitch black and then I awoke from my dream, panting, frustrated and fully aroused.
Note: I'm such a tease. He,he. ;)