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one. We could work on our story.”

I like that he’s taken such an interest in my story, but it’s odd how much he’s really into it.

“I’m off Friday.”

“Let’s do something.”

“Got anything in mind?”

“I’m sure we can come up with something.” He gives a mischievous grin. With his hands around my neck, his thumb strokes my neck, and he kisses me like he hasn’t seen me in months. Vincent’s arms wind around me, pulling me over the console, crushing me against his body. Suddenly I see us again in a vision. Dancing. He happily lifts me above him and I laugh.

I try to pull away, but he only tightens his arms around me, still kissing me. I see another vision. I’m sitting on a bed and he stands before me, shirtless. I smile up at him and he leans over me, rolling me on my back as we kiss.

Heat rushes throughout my body at the vision. Vincent positions me to straddle his lap. He kisses me all over and I’m not exactly keen on making out in his car in my employer’s parking lot, but I can’t stop.

Another vision hits me. We are lying in the bed, both covered only by sheets and panting. I shiver as his fingers trace my leg. Everything about the vision seems as though it was something from our past. I can’t make sense of it. But we are so much in love.

His hands slide up my shirt, but I stop him. “Vincent,” I pant. “We can’t do this.”

He lets out a sigh. “I know,” he says, but pulls my mouth into another hot kiss and his fingers lightly touch my bare stomach then slides behind the waistband of my pants, which drives me crazy. He slips further and I grip his shoulder, then grab his hand stopping him.

“You shouldn’t have gotten me so hot.” He moves his hands on the outside of my shirt as we both pant.

“You’re not the only one at fault.” I clear my throat and straighten my hair as I return to my seat. “Did you have a vision?”

He smiles. “Did you?”

“Yeah. Of us…you know.”

“I think that’s what made me get carried away. That and the simple fact of when I touch your lips, I’m on fire.”

I feel my lips stretch into a big smile. “What do you think these visions mean?”

“I really don’t know.”

“Have you ever-I mean are you a…”

“A virgin?”

I nod.

“No.”

“How can we share a vision of us you know but I’m still a virgin? I don’t understand what it all means.” And how can I dream of being with one guy intimately and share a vision of another guy being intimate? Am I secretly a whore?

“I don’t know.”

“How are you not freaked out by this?”

“It helps knowing I’m not the only one sharing these things. It’s okay, Megan.” He leans over and kisses my forehead. “I will protect you.”

I let out a small laugh. “From what?”

“Uh you know. Just being sweet.”

“You don’t have to try too hard. You drip sweetness.”

“Only when I’m around you.” His lips graze my neck. “I should go so you can get home. I don’t want to get you grounded.”

He kisses me once more, deeply, and rests his forehead on mine. “Please say you’re mine.”

I pull back unsure of what he said. “What?”

His gaze is deep, but I see a hint of fear in his eyes. “Please say you’re mine.”

“I’m yours,” I say feeling a little awkward like he owns me. But there is no one for me except for him. He is mine. And I am his.

Vincent kisses me and I feel his hand tangle through my hair. He pulls away with a seductive look and I exit the car.

I need a cold shower now. Or drive home with the windows down.

When I get home, I check my phone. There’s a message from Casper and Cherry.

Casper apologizes and asks for forgiveness while Cherry demands to know exactly every detail that happened with Vincent and me.

After my shower, I lie in bed. I think about texting Casper back, but what can I say? Did I overreact? Maybe I can play with him like Cherry suggested. Why do I even care?

Hi, I text him.

Hey. How are you?

Better.

Can I call?

Do I really want to talk to him? It’s getting late and I need to get to sleep. Except when I sleep, Casper is in my dreams. I can’t get away from him. But I want to hear what he has to say. I think. So, I tell him he can. A few seconds later, he calls me, and I answer.

“I’m really sorry about telling Brad.”

“It’s fine. I probably would have done the same. And yes, Cherry and I have joked about you, but come on. Everyone listens to what you all have to say or gossip about. I don’t need rumors of me being a witch going around.”

“I know. I never called you that, but I never stopped Brad from saying it.”

“You say you don’t care what they think, but you’re afraid of what they’ll say if they knew the truth. About us talking. Please tell me this isn’t some game.”

“I promise you; it isn’t a game. We’re sharing the same dreams, Megan. Whatever I feel in my dreams may or may not be the same as what I feel in real life. It’s confusing, but I’m trying not to let it cloud my judgments. I like you and I want to be friends.”

“If we never had these dreams, you wouldn’t even think twice about me.”

“That’s not true. I’ve thought about you a lot. When I started dreaming about you, I thought that my—” He pauses. “Crush on you lead to my dreams so I decided

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