Sweet Dreams (Sunset Dreams Series Book 1)

Free Sweet Dreams (Sunset Dreams Series Book 1) by Jennifer Senhaji

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breath and his body sinks even further down into the cushions.
    Unable to resist, I start to trace the lines of his face with the tip of my finger; his eyes, eyelashes, eyebrows, down the ridge of his nose, around his entire face; his lips, top then bottom, then top again. His lips part a little and I can picture him as a little boy, black hair all messy in some super hero jammies. Moving my fingers through his hair, I return to petting his head.
    He is so beautiful.
    “Sing me the song, Jen,” Jake asks, eyes closed, sounding as if he’s drifting off.
    “No, it’s silly and embarrassing. You’ll laugh,” I reply softly.
    Jake snuggles his shoulder into my side. “No, I won’t, come on, Jen, please.” I can’t resist him when he says please.
    “I can’t believe this, fine.” I start to softly sing, still petting Jake’s head. “ Green grass and blue skies, lollypops and rainbows, Michael is pushing my swing to the sky…” I continue petting his head.
    Jake opens one eye and looks up at me. “That’s it?”
    “Well, that is all we wrote,” I say defensively.
    “It didn’t even rhyme.” He’s making fun of me.
    “I was four years old.” I’m annoyed Jake is making fun of my song and frown down at him even as I continue to stroke his forehead and hair. He opens both eyes, looks up at me, his green eyes sparkling while my fingers glide through his hair.
    Jade green?
    All of a sudden this feels too intimate and I stop stroking his head. Jake gazes up at me for a moment and then starts to sit up. I pull my hand away as he moves to the other side of the sofa.
    “That was relaxing, thank you for showing me.” Jake runs his hands through his hair to straighten it out.
    Now it’s awkward.
    He stands up and wanders over to another shelf where I have my movies. I take a gulp of water and I try to think of something to say to lighten the tension in the room.
    “So what were you like as a kid?”
    “Well, I was a shy kid. My brother Cooper used to pick on me a lot, but he never let anyone else touch me. He was very protective. He used to get so sick of me following him around, but he was my hero. He was so good at everything. I wanted to be just like him.”
    “You were shy, really?”
    “I was, could never talk to girls and it was hard making friends.”
    This is interesting. I can see some of that shyness in him now that I think about it, but he’s so confident most of the time.
    “To help, my dad enrolled me in martial arts classes and my mom encouraged me to participate in the school plays. I was terrified the first time I was on stage, but my mom was always there telling me how great I was. I kept at both all through school and by the time I hit high school, I split my time between marital arts and drama. I loved them both and both really helped my confidence. I ended up transferring to The School of the Arts for acting my sophomore year of high school, then continuing on to a drama school after graduation and the rest, as they say, is history.”
    “Do you still practice martial arts?”
    “Yeah, I do. It’s a great way to keep focused. Plus it keeps me in shape.”
    “I see.” I want to ask him more about his childhood, his family, but I get sidetracked instead imagining Jake doing a high roundhouse kick. “You know, I used to take Karate for a while.”
    “Really?”
    “Yep. I could totally take you. I have a yellow belt you know,” I taunt.
    Jake laughs. “Jen, I have a second degree black belt in Karate and a black belt in Aikido, but we can spar sometime if you like.”
    “Whatever, showoff.”
    “What is Fawlty Towers ?”
    Standing up with my hands on my hips, I chastise him. “Sacrilege, you have never seen Fawlty Towers ? John Cleese is hilarious. Our TV was always tuned to PBS or BBC.”
    Jake shrugs his shoulders. “Never heard of it.”
    “Sit down and let me educate you then. We’ll watch one. They’re only like fifteen minutes each. You’ll see.” I really hope he

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