Chapter Fifteen

If He Lets You Take Your Time…

The day came.

The day when Gavin didn’t see Marissa, didn’t speak her name, and he didn’t think about her at all.

The day came when he drew Lindsay into his arms and kissed her the way she dreamed he would. Her reddish hair was between his fingers. His blondish hair was between hers… And even though Lindsay’s important dream of becoming an actress washed away in the rain, a new dream rose from the clouds like a rainbow.

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It was a dream where the work she did didn’t disappear the moment the curtain fell. It was a dream where she wasn’t wandering around a city late at night trying to make contacts. Instead, she was snug in front of a fire licking chocolate mousse from a spoon that had recently been in the mouth of a surprisingly handsome man.

It was a dream where she played in the ocean and she didn’t wonder where her next paycheck was coming from. She ran along the sand and a man with powerful muscles caught her in a wide blanket. He lifted her off her feet and dumped her into a sand castle that couldn’t have lasted forever.

It was a dream that was so vivid, it was almost real because when Lindsay opened her eyes in the morning, the dream was only a shadow of the life she lived when she was awake.

And as for being an actress… It still came in handy sometimes.

THE END