“And this is exactly why it’s a no.” I rose. “And the next time you choose to project into my dreams, do keep your clothes on.” He smiled. It was a scorching hot, self-aware smile. He looked at me like I was already naked and wrapped in his arms. I felt the need to grab a napkin and hold it in front of me like a shield. “I can project, but I would have to be next to you to do it.” Oh crap.
