Dream Guy

Goosebumps broke out across my skin as his lips moved along my neck his teeth nibbling where his lips caressed. I was putty in his hands as he paused to look at me with those golden eyes framed with eyelashes any woman would kill for.

"Marry me Tasha stay by my side always"

The harsh buzzing of my alarm woke me from my disturbing dream of President Night doing lustful things to me!

I laid back against my pillows after hitting the snooze button and closed my eyes trying to conjure up an image of Night again, his rakish black hair, liquid gold eyes and sinful lips.

I needed to get a grip of myself, I had only met him a couple of times and what I knew of him I hated so why was I so drawn to him? The butterflies in my tummy seemed to mock me so I threw myself out of bed and into the shower determined to scrub any lingering attraction off of me!

40 minutes later I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I had braided my waist length chestnut hair and added minimal make up just a brush of mascara to highlight my large blue eyes and a dab of clear gloss to my naturally pink, plump lips.

Wearing jeans and a T-shirt I realised my 23 year old self actually looked about 12 and had no business going anywhere with the sophisticated and gorgeous 28 year old Night who was only ever photographed with gorgeous and ladylike models and actresses!

Just as I began to give myself a mental pep talk on all the reasons I should not go with Night my doorbell rang and I realised I was too late. Forget it, I didn't want to date the guy and I may not be a rich model but I was proud of who I was and what I had survived so no way was I going to go out there feeling inferior just because I was young looking! Lifting my chin I threw my door open and came face to face with mcdimplegorgeousface.

"Right on time Night, why am I not surprised?"

I quipped. He ran his eyes up and down my body, his gaze almost a caress in itself and my traitorous cheeks heated. He grinned seeing this and my heart almost beat out of my chest at the full force of his beauty.

"Aren't you going to invite me in kitten?"

My eyes narrowed "Absolutely not and don't call me kitten!"

"Why not? Every time I see you you hiss at me like a little kitten" he mocked.

"President Night we are not at the office right now, tell me what you want in the next 5 seconds or I'm leaving" I vowed darkly.

Rolling his eyes he took me gently but firmly by the elbow and towed me behind him

"If you're not going to let me in we'll do this at my house"

I dug my heels in and pounded on his back with my free hand

"let me go I am not going to your house, say what you have to say but let me go"

I screamed punctuating each word with a punch. Night swivelled pressing me up against the side of his car and caging me in with his body

"wildcat calm down you're gonna want to hear what I have to say and out here on the street is not the place to discuss this."

"Fine but no more touching"

I scowled and shoved him away. He allowed me to do so and held the car door open for me.

I looked at the car and then back at my house and freedom knowing I was about to make a choice that would change everything.. sucking in a breath I got into the car..