Kelsey woke with a start, her heart beating wildly. She rolled over to find Zeke sound asleep next to her. The pain and guilt gnawed away at her as a tear slipped down her cheek. Part of her wanted it to be real, but at the same time she felt relieved that it was only a dream.

"I don't understand," she thought. "Why am I thinking like this. I'm such a horrible person." Kelsey closed her eyes, replaying the remnants of her dream in her mind before they could slip away. Long, lingering kisses down her neck... fingers running through his sandy colored hair as she slowly stroked his cheek with her fingertip, looking deep into his eyes...Holding hands as they laid back talking, looking at the universe spread before them in an unforgivingly perfect night sky. It wasn't the first time she'd dreamt about him. What she didn't understand was why. When did her love life become such a mess?

Kelsey knew she was beginning to develop feelings for Mike for a while now, but usually she didn't remember her dreams anymore; nor could she comprehend why her problems tended to manifest themselves as fantasies and alternate worlds in the dream realm. Not once, not twice, but persistently. It was driving her insane, to put it mildly. Sleep was the one place she could escape. Now she didn't even have that. "I'm so tired," she thought as she drifted off to sleep once more.

A few hours later she was headed to work, nervous but...