Then the doors opened and the man who has haunted my dreams since I can remember arrived. His fiery gaze pierced my soul, I could not look away.
He approached raising one eyebrow questioning if I was with the man who stood before me talking without meaning his words.
Before I could answer though, fire and darkness slid his arm around my waist as though it was always meant to be there.
He pulled me close. Pulled me away from the lies, deceit, and false friendship. I rested against his chest; his pounding heartbeat soothing in my ear.
He lifted me into his arms carrying me out to his vehicle.
In the seat waiting for him to make his way around to the driver's side questions tumbled through my mind.
He sat down and closed his door.
"What are you doing here?" I asked floundering for a reason to put up a wall and pull away.
He stopped glaring at the one who broke my heart and started the vehicle. "I didn't want you to have to go to your sister's funeral alone."
His simple words tore me apart and I cried as his kisses burned my lips.
When I awoke, I wished so deeply it hadn't been just a dream.
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