#Chapter 23 Dream a Little Dream

I avoided Eliza and Nikolas when I returned to Eliza’s house, alone, and rushed up to the bedroom that Eliza had given me. I stayed there the rest of the night, except when I needed to use the restroom, and pretended to be too tired to come back out. I didn’t want to take the risk of running into Andrew, nor did I want to explain to Eliza and Nikolas why I had returned without him; it would just be too embarrassing. * * * That night, I dreamt that Andrew appeared in my room. The door did not open, and no sound accompanied his entry. He merely appeared there, in the middle of the room. He knelt beside my bed, putting his finger to his lips to silence me. “Shh,” he whispered. “We don’t want to wake Eliza and Nikolas.” Andrew caressed my face. His hand moved from my cheek to the back of my neck, pulling me closer to him. Then he kissed me, gently at first, but it soon turned passionate. His lips parted mine, and his tongue explored my mouth. I shyly let my tongue play w