Alex has been having the same dreams for as long as she can remember.
They're always about the same guy, who she feels like she should know, but doesn't.
The dreams are intense and she knows that she's in love with this guy that she's never even met, which is totally crazy.
Then Jayson Montgomery starts at her school.
Jayson has had the same dreams for as long as he can remember too.
Alex and Jayson are both connected by something much more powerful than fate or destiny, and whatever it is
The first thing that registered was his touch.
His touch felt like flames were licking against my skin with every brush of his fingertips.
I caught my breath as they brushed across my lips, making them tingle.
“You have no idea what you do to me.” He whispered, his breath fanning across my face because of how close he was.
Before I could ask what I did to him, he captured my lips with his, gently grabbing my face with his hands.
My eyes fluttered closed as his mouth moved against mine, like it was the most natural thing in the world.
I wrapped my arms around his neck tightly, like I thought he could vanish at any moment.
I only did that because I knew he could.
At any moment, the wonderful dream could end.
I kissed him back urgently, needing him with a ferocity that I’d never felt before, and he groaned against my mouth, trailing his fingers down my arms then grabbing my hands with his and intertwining his fingers with mine.
It felt so natural to be holding his hands that I wrapped my fingers around his without a second thought, then I parted my lips, letting him explore my mouth.
He did, kissing me with the same urgency that I’d been kissing him with a few seconds ago.
He pushed me back against the wall, kissing me harder as he let go of my hands and let his hands trail over every bit of my skin softly and agonizingly slowly.
After a few more moments of kissing, he pulled back slightly, putting his forehead against mine and I opened my eyes, mine meeting his dark blue ones that were staring back at me.
“I love you, Alexandra.”
And just like that, he was gone.
I shot up in my bed, sweating and breathing heavily, the remnants of my dream replaying over and over.
“I love you, Alexandra.”
That was the first time he’d said that, and it had also been the first time he’d ever said my name.
I didn’t even know his name, yet I knew him like I knew the back of my hand.
I’d been having the same breath taking, confusing dreams since I was a little girl, and they’d always involved him.
At first, we’d just go exploring together in a mysterious wood, but as I got older and grew closer to him, I’d slowly fallen in love with him and for the last two years, the dreams had been filled with his touch and his kisses, but they’d never been as intense as that one, and he’d never spoken about feelings before.
I knew that he was just a figment of my imagination, something I’d made up in my mind to make things easier to deal with.
But he felt so real.
He felt so devastatingly real that it broke my heart that he really wasn’t.
“Alexandra! Time for school!” My mother’s voice rose up the stairs, chasing away the last of my sleepiness and jolting me wide awake.
“I’ll be half an hour!” I shouted as I climbed out of bed to start getting ready for the slow and laborious day I was bound to have at school.