113 The vivid dream

Beau. 

Dream.

''Wake up,'' my eyelid flutter from the sound of his voice. That beautiful voice that is all mine. I know this is a dream. It feels like a dream. I open my eyes and he is staring at me with a warm smile on his face. 

This man is all mine. 

I reach for him and he welcomes me into his arms. I rest my face in the crook of his neck and he breathes into me ''It's been just a couple of minutes but I already missed you,'' he exclaims dramatically.