Page 85 of Creep

“Only as long as it’s also your dream,” I say softly and slide onto the cushions next to him. “I adore you.”

He slides his arm around my waist and pulls me even closer. “Oh,youare always my dream. Especially when you’re sleeping peacefully, dreaming of a wedding while a monster climbs up to you from under the bed.” Creed’s pronounced canines seem that little bit sharper when he smiles now. As if he’s no longer ashamed of them. My beautiful monster.

I chuckle and press my lips to his in a kiss so sweet it has me throbbing with the need for him. “You know I fall asleep in the strangest places,” I say, winking at him as I reach for a tiny jar Brigid gifted me recently.

“Oh yes. My favorite thing about you, my pillow prince,” he teases, and I love that he’s relaxed enough with me to joke around like this. He was so nervous when I met him, calculating to make a good impression as if the world would fall apart if I didn’t like something he said. But now he’s feeling as safe with me as I do with him.

“How about we make things more interesting then?” I ask, showing him the powder. “Brigid tells me drinking this before sleep can make one have vivid dreams about the future. Do you want to dream with me?”

Creed looks at me as if I’m made of gold. “Yes. Let’s dream together.”

I’m so fucking lucky. Maybe the cosmos has given me a difficult path so I recognize him for the gem he is?

Without a word, I sprinkle some in both our teas, and we knock our mugs together.

I can’t even describe how much I love him now, and I hope this feeling inside will only grow.

“To us.”

The end