Free When Dreams Come to Life by H.M. Boatman

thoughts.
    “Hey, come back to me.” He pulls my chin down. “Where did you go?”
    “I never left you.” I give a weak smile and get a sexy smirk in return.
    “That wasn’t just sex, was it?” he says quietly. This is exactly the conversation I wanted to avoid, so I just shrug.
    “Tell me you felt that, too.” He tilts his head, making it a question.
    “Are you implying we were making love?”
    “Yes.” The way he looks at me is killing me! I’m stumped as to what to say to that because yes, it so felt that way.
    “It was sweet, sensual and slow,” I start carefully. “So, yes, I suppose it was. In my eyes, that just says we have a great connection. No need to start throwing the L word around.”
    I really need to be careful with this.  He’s… Well, he is famous and I’m a chef from Colorado. If it were to ever come to that, it would be way down the line.
    “I agree it was all of that, but it was also fantastic and I want it all the time!” We’re interrupted by his phone ringing. He gets up and answers it - naked I might add - so I sit back and enjoy my view.
    He paces as he talks and good gracious, I could watch this all day. Light hits certain spots of his body, accenting the inverted V he has. I swear I could orgasm just watching him.
    He looks over and winks at me when he notices I’m checking him out. I blow him a kiss and he catches it, smacking it on his sexy ass. All I can do is smile and continue my gawking.
    “Looks like I’ve got to get out of here Tuesday,” he says with a frown as he ends his call.
    “It’s okay. We have the whole day tomorrow and Monday. I don’t open on Mondays so we can stay here instead.” That makes him smile the cute, shy smile he has. I swear he’s got a million different smiles.
    He throws his phone on the sofa in the room and jumps back into bed with me. He starts to poke at me, making me laugh.
    “Don’t even think about it, mister! I’ll so win this war.” I return the tickles and soon his laughter mixes with mine. His laugh is so beautiful.
    We continue messing around for what feels like ages. Eventually, he wraps me in his arms and we just cuddle. As he runs his fingers up and down my arm, I feel myself slowly drifting off to sleep.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Six
     
     
     
     
     
     
    I AWAKE TO the tasty smell of bacon. I rise and stretch, which just makes me fall back into the comfy bed. My brain tells me I’ve got to get up, though, so I rise reluctantly and wrap a robe around my naked body. Eoin is at the table, setting it up.
    “Hi, chef. Sleep well?” He’s still naked! Why must he tease me like this?
    “Yes, I did. I almost didn’t want to get up but I’m very happy I did now, especially with that view,” I say, wide eyed with a cheesy grin. He laughs.
    “Come, eat some breakfast and let’s go see this beautiful town.” He pulls my seat out and I just tilt and turn my head to take it all in.
    We talk about what to do for the day and I let him know that we’re totally going on a hike.
    “I hope you’ve at least got some sneakers.” He shakes his head. 
    “We ca               n hit up North Face and get you some hikers, then.”
    “You ready to lose at hiking, babe?” he asks, and I laugh so hard, I nearly lose my breath.
    “You realize I’m born and raised in these mountains, right?” I reply, a What now? look on my face.
    “I accept the challenge.” Walking up to me and kissing my forehead, he heads to the shower. I think I’ll join him.
    I watch his silhouette as I quietly inch my way into the shower. I seem to take him by surprise but I think it’s just his acting coming through. We laugh and wash each other quickly, since we both want to get into the mountains and have fun.
    I phone Vicki and Crystal and let them know what we’re up to for the day. Neither of them have anything on, so I invite them to join us and let them know we’re going to North Face to pick up hikers for