Only in Your Dreams: A Novel (Oakwood Bay, #1)

by Ellie K. Wilde

If Zac Porter wasn’t Zac Porter, I’d let him destroy my life and ruin my credit rating.

What are the odds I can scale this hundred-year-old tree to hunker down sloth-style until someone comes to rescue us?

I cough out a laugh. “In your dreams—” “Believe it or not,” he says wryly. “When I dream about you naked, you’re not usually so hobbled, and you’re a lot more enthusiastic about it.”

“I just sent you the biggest compliment I could have paid you, Clover,” Zac says, and in the background I hear the sound of a whistle going off. He must be running a practice. “I made the mistake of opening that picture with a sip of coffee in my mouth. Spat it out so hard Brooks won’t even look at me.”

Then Brooks gathers her hair, twists it, places it over her shoulder and that’s it. My fucking breaking point. Brooks Attwood is a good guy. Decent-looking. Responsible. A great friend. He’ll be survived by his parents, his sister Josie, and his three-year-old German shepherd named Peter.

“I’m thinking about never realizing just how lonely I’ve been until the very moment I felt full.” When her brows pull together, I add, “Now. Here, with you. You make me feel so full, I can’t even breathe, sometimes. Like my lungs are screaming at me that I don’t need anything but you to survive. I am so far gone for you, Melody.”