Free Dream of Me: Book 1 The Dream Makers Series by Quinn Loftis Page B

stating the facts. What they reveal is not up to me.”
    “So, you think I should have just said, oh you want me, great. Let’s just jump into this intense relationship even though you sort of freak me out with the whole myth and immortal background?
    “Or,” Glory held up a finger. “You could have simply gone with something like, I hear what you are saying and while I’m not sure how I will feel a month from now, I would like to get to know you better. And then you would have gotten a look at the package that holds the voice.”
    “I can see how your response would have been reasonable, but I was still a little stuck on the whole, he’s the Sandman and he basically has just told me he wants me to be his woman, body and soul .”
    “Well, how do you feel now that you’ve had a few hours to think about it?” Glory asked.
    Serenity tilted her head back on the floor and closed her eyes. “If you are asking me to be honest, then I’m feeling like I’m terrified he won’t come back and that I messed up something that could have been amazing.”
    “You don’t need to worry about that.” She reached over the edge of the bed and patted her arm. “When a man opens himself up that much, he has no intention of walking away without a fight.”
    “So what do I do until he comes back?” Serenity asked.
    “You live. Because no matter how much your heart wants to make this mysterious guy the center of your universe, your mind knows that allowing your emotions to control you will only drag you down. You can hope, by all means hope, that he returns because you obviously want to spend more time with him, but don’t you dare just curl up in a corner allowing your fear and doubts to eat away at you. And when he does come back, because he will, he will find the confident, beautiful woman that he fell head over heels for instead of a whimpering girl pining after a man who has yet to earn her love.”
    “And there is the twenty-two-year-old my best friend claims to be,” she chuckled. But her face sobered quickly as she looked up at Glory. “Thank you for believing me, and hearing me, and for not letting me be a whimpering girl.”
    Serenity smiled as her friend waved her off as if it were nothing. “Don’t go getting all sentimental on me, Sen. It was more for my benefit than yours. You can’t honestly expect me to be seen with some sniveling weakling, can you?”
    She shook her head. “Of course not, whatever was I thinking,” she said with mock shame.
    “You weren’t. That’s what I’m here for. Tell me again about his voice and the things he said to you so I can imagine him saying them to me. You know I have to live vicariously through you for my thrills.”
    “Glory, that’s just all kinds of wrong,” she laughed at the unconcerned look on her best friend’s face.
    “Unless the next words out of your mouth are verbatim repeats from the lovely Dair, please refrain from sharing.”
    “What if?”
    “Nope.”
    “But,” Serenity started again.
    “Huh-uh.” She was shut down again.
    With a resigned sigh Serenity gave in. “His first word rumbled through the darkness. Yes , was all he said and yet I felt as if he had just sung me a lullaby.”
    “Oh that’s good. Write that down. But don’t stop talking while you’re writing. And hurry up. I need to be out of here before Uncle Wayne gets home and tries to hog tie me for eating his green stuff.”
    “Glory, I love you,” she told her.
    She raised an eyebrow at her. “Why are you telling me that now?”
    “Because what I really want to say would probably keep you from giving me free breakfasts for a month at the fire pit.”
    “As long as you have more Dair information to share, you’re pretty safe from my wrath.”
    “Then I’ll be sure to keep him around for—like—ever.”
    “Good call, dream girl, now get back to the story.”
    Despite all their teasing and ribbing on each other, Serenity really was glad to have a friend like Glory,