Waking up in Robin's arms is better than I'd ever imagined. And trust me, I'd been imagining how she might feel since the moment I'd laid eyes upon her. Everytime her bare, smooth skin had brushed against my own, it had set ablaze each nerve ending within me.
I want to keep on pretending I'm asleep so that she wont be tempted to move. I want to drag this moment out for as long as possible, because it's everything perfect and magical. She's stirring beside me, so I close my eyes.
Things like this only used to happen in my dreams. But now it's here and it's real. I wont ever let it go.