After all, she was only 20 years old in this dream.

Waylen took a deliberate drag from the cigarette, the ember casting a fleeting glow in the dark.

With the half-smoked cigarette between his fingers, he extinguished it with a purposeful tap.

“Do you Like me?” He inquired, his gaze now directed downward.

Rena clung to her silence, steadfastly refusing to voice her feelings.

How could she dare to speak such vulnerable words?

Waylen respected her decision, his arms cocooning her within their reassuring embrace.

ki*ses rained down upon her, a symphony of affection that seemed to bridge their worlds.

A gentle pat on her backside signaled their impending departure.

“Go back now.

Mr.

Gordon might be worried.

in agreement, her heart fluttering with

straightened her dress, his

our relationship,” he entreated, his earnest

car with haste, Rena quickly darted into the embrace of the

engine hummed in solitude, Waylen’s

own impatience gnawed

with a yearning

connection had sparked swiftly between them,

for Rena in this dream so that he could take her back

close to finding the opportunity to complete

him a little

found its way into Waylen’s hand, the tip igniting

deeply, thoughts swirling as

Waylen’s gaze caught sight

from the darkness, two familiar faces Locked in

dawned his features as he caught side of

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