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

by Ellie K. Wilde

“When I dream about you naked, you’re not usually so hobbled, and you’re a lot more enthusiastic about it.”

“You—” I struggle for the right words. “You’re hitting on me. You realize that, right?” “I’ve been hitting on you all weekend. Thanks for finally noticing.”

“So, unless you’re telling me you go around dry humping all your friends, let me be very clear: You and me? We aren’t friends. Not even close.”

“Just so you’re aware, it’s not required that you preface your feelings by calling yourself names. It’s not your job to keep my ego intact, least of all, by minimizing the way you feel.”

When you’ve been desperately in love with someone for fourteen years, a fling isn’t good enough. I want to be her last, and I need her to be mine.

“Zac? What was the hardest?” I blink to find her looking up at me, eyes already heavy with sleep. “If that was the second hardest thing you’ve ever had to do, what was the hardest?” I pull her closer, kissing the top of her head. My cynical Melody, all sharp on the outside but soft as velvet on the inside. A hopeful at heart, and I’m so damn grateful for it. I won’t let her down this time. “Leaving you that night, Mel. That was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. I still don’t know how I managed it.” Her moonlit eyes linger on me for one long second. And then she tucks her chin and succumbs to sleep.

“Nah, I’m just waiting for you to realize you can check that off your list at any time. You’ve got one sitting right here.” I make a show of looking around, but he cuts off the beginnings of my comeback with a pointed, unamused look. “That would be me, you brat.”

“I don’t understand how you’re single.” “I’ve never been single. I’ve been yours.”

sigh. “You’re a real catch, Zachary Porter.” Her eyes shine as she looks up at me, and I sweep her cheek with my thumb. “So, catch me.” It comes out like a challenge. Daring her to take a chance on me. Because if it’s not her catching me, it won’t ever be anyone.