Play Cupid

Raine felt her throat dry, but as usual, she quickly recovered as a devious grin escaped her lips. Tyrone sounded interested in her dreams, so she might as well have fun telling him all about them.

"No nightmare this time. It's just a wet dream, darling," Raine mischievously scoffed with a wink.

Tyrone coughed at her bold words as he almost choked on his own coffee. He didn't know what came over him when he brought up her dreams again. Maybe because he was interested in knowing what she had in her head? Also, who was the freaking man that she had just dreamt off?! 

Her words, 'I want you…' escaping her lips at that vulnerable moment had tormented him throughout the whole night. Just the thought of her wanting any man was killing him, and yet he still managed to control himself despite the conflicted emotions roiling painfully inside him. He had to fight a constant battle with his inner self.