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and hotter, I start to moan.
    “Oh, Aiden.”
    “Mmm, Jeni,” he replies, muffled by our mouths in motion as he caresses my cheek.
    He pulls me in even closer and holds me to him. He starts
    to kiss my neck and works his way down to my collarbone and then to my burned red breasts. I’d forgotten what it was like to be intimate with someone; it’s been so long. There is something about him, so powerful, so passionate, and so erotic. His hand caresses my breast as he kisses my neck. His other hand grasps
    forcefully onto my ass, and the emotion overwhelms me as I lose myself.
    “Take me,” I whisper to him.
    He stares straight into me with those blue eyes like he’s
    staring into my soul, and with one swift motion he—
    “Jeni ... Jen, are you okay?” Sarah sounds concerned.
    I take a deep breath, and I realize it was another daydream,
    but my knees feel weak, and my breathing is erratic, as though he was actually here with me. How intense!
    I clear my throat and try to compose myself.
    “Yeah, I’m fine.”
    “Are you sure? You’ve been in there a long time.”
    I don’t know how long I’ve been in the shower, but I manage to come up with a plausible excuse.
    “Yeah, washing my hair and shaving, you know.” I wait for a response.
    “Please make sure you leave enough hot water for us.”
    Phew ! I think I pulled it off. “Okay, getting out now.”
    I turn the shower off and pull one towel from the rack. I wrap my hair up, flipping the excess over the back. I grab another towel and dry myself. I remember every touch, every feeling, every emotion that Aiden has brought out of me in the shower. Even though he wasn’t really there, it felt real enough, and I wanted more. I dress in my pajamas and robe and walk out of
    the bathroom toward my room. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Chris and Sarah making out in the kitchen. I giggle to myself. I’m glad; he seems different from all the others.
    Closing the bedroom door, I take off my robe and place it
    neatly on the end of my bed. I slide into my warm, cozy sheets, and it feels great. I pull the covers up to my neck. Leaning over, I grab Mr. Snuggles, my teddy bear, which I’ve had since I was born. I’m twenty-six years old. I
    shouldn’t be sleeping with a teddy bear, but since Jason left me, I can’t sleep without him. Mr. Snuggles is a large teddy bear, dark brown in color with a big red bow around his neck. He has big brown plastic eyes and is so loveable. It’s
    a comfort thing. I lean over to the pillow on the other side of my queen-sized bed and grab my cell phone to put it on charge. I notice there’s a text from Aiden. I sit up in bed with excitement, cell in one hand and Mr. Snuggles in the other. I sit staring at the cell phone, trying to guess what the message
    will say until I finally get the nerve to open it.
     
    Hi, Jeni, hope you’re not still angry with me. Have a good
    sleep. See you soon, Aiden.
     
    I exhale and frown. So not what I was hoping for, but at least he answered. My mind is now running a million miles an hour, wondering
    about whether the Friday date is on or off.
    “ Urgh, men are so frustrating.” I look at the clock; it’s now ten thirty. I better try and get some sleep. I switch off my side lamp
    and lie back down in my warm, cozy bed. I hold on tight to Mr. Snuggles in one arm and hold my cell phone to my chest with the other. I plug my cell phone into the charger and put it on silent as I always do at night. It’s a habit from when I was with Jason. He would go out partying till all hours of the
    morning and would drunk dial me with abusive tirades. To counteract it, I’d put my cell phone on silent. I wouldn’t even know he had rung until the morning when there would be a million drunk messages saying how much of a bitch and a
    bad girlfriend I was. Then the next message would be how much he loved me. The cycle never ended with him. It was one vicious thing after the other.
    I lay awake most of the night