She could feel his rough hands on her again . . . she shivered in the memory and pulled the sheets closer to her. The feeling of his familiar hand roaming her body did not fade away and she could almost feel his sweet breath with a light smell of alcohol on her neck. His luscious lips seemed to be pressing against hers and his probing tongue deep inside her mouth again. She moaned softly in her desire and need for him and tears filled her eyes in the angst of not having him near. She opened her eyes and sniffled quietly, brushing a salty tear away. I have Edge now, she scolded herself. And Christian. But she couldn’t help but remember his roughly sweet caress and soothing voice. She could almost feel him inside her again . . .

Dream came unexpectedly to Gabby and she was back by his side. His beautiful blue eyes stared into hers as they worshipped each other’s bodies tenderly. She could feel his lips on hers and his hand softly massaging her shoulder and brushing through her hair. It seemed too real. It was too real.

Gabby opened her eyes with a start and found herself staring, indeed, into blue eyes – but not the pair she expected. "Edge," she whispered in disappointment.

Gabby smiled at his sweet words and drew him into a loving kiss. "It’s okay baby," she whispered. "Come lay with me." Softly, Edge climbed under the covers and wrapped his arms around her tightly, pulling her close to him. She rested her head against his defined chest. "I’ve missed you."

"I know," he said with a grin. "judging from the way you’ve been in bed anyway." She looked up at him and smiled as well. "How about another round?"

Turning her over underneath him, Edge was satisfied to feel her wrap her legs symbolically around his waist. He ground his hips into her, knowing it was getting her prepped up. "Baby," she whispered, pulling him tight against her. She needed to feel his body over hers, to bring her to reality, to the present, to forget about what happened before.

She felt him reach beneath her light clothing to stroke her softly and she moaned, bucking against his hand. He’d always known how to make her happy. His lips descended softly on hers and she welcomed him warmly. "Screw foreplay," Edge said with a trademark grin and whipped off the necessary clothing off both their bodies. Gabby moaned deep into his mouth as she felt him intrude her body quickly. Grasping onto his body tightly, she thrusted against him in a slow slick pace they knew so well, quickly heightening into a frenzy of passion and heat. Whispering his name in a breathless prayer for release, she wove her hand through his hair.

With one last quiet scream of his name, Gabby felt the wonderful wave of pleasure Edge brought so well sweep through her body. He held her body off the bed, as close as physically possible to his before whispering her name and releasing deep within her.