"Am I dreaming?"
"No, my love," Blaze whispered, his warm, minty breath fanning her flushed face and his deep, sexy voice filling the void in her heart.
Slowly but steadily, her dampened soul came back to life, and her heartbeat picked up its momentum, thumping unsymmetrically.
"Blaze!" Amelia called out his name again, her voice barely above a whisper. She blinked twice, tears sliding down the corner of her eyes and disappearing into the pillow.
She felt his thumb stroking his cheeks, stopping her tears from falling. She lifted her hand to touch his face, and for a moment, it felt as though the world had stopped spinning.
"Is this really you?" Amelia asked staring into his eyes. She was finding it very difficult to believe that he was really here seated beside her.
