Chapter 104: I’m Not The Same

Emma was having the best dream. It had been filled with heat, lust, and love, and she didn't want to wake up. The fingers running lazily up and down her bare back were calling her up out of her slumber, though, and no matter how much she tried to hold on, the touch was calling to her.

The warm breath on her ear brought her closer to consciousness, and when she shivered, the chuckle she'd missed for so long came. The memories of the afternoon slammed back, and Emma peeked open an eye to find Jackson lying next to her with a smile on his face.

"I thought I was dreaming," she admitted.

"Hope not. If so, let's not wake up."

"Deal."

Emma turned in his arms to face Jackson and she let him pull her to him. She was still naked, and she noticed he was too. Everything was off. She tried not to look shocked, but she was. He'd been so closed off and kept himself hidden.

"Can I..." she trailed off not knowing how to ask.