C439 A Dream Haunting My Mind

He buried his head deep in her neck, his fingers clasped around her waist. She stood rigid, as still as a puppet, and said softly, "I just had a bad dream. I'm sorry I made you worry."

"Fool …" He held her even tighter, his hot breath splattering her ears. She felt a little uncomfortable, a little embarrassed, and stretched out her hands to push him away. Suddenly