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Dreamin'
maggie2002
He lifted her heavy auburn hair, off the nape of her slender neck, then softly kissed it. She sighed, as he knew she would, he followed the line of her neck around and lightly licked the beating hollow of her throat. She tasted of sun with just a hint of summer flowers. He moved up and softly grazed across her wet and waiting lips. She was everything a man could possibly want, or need in a woman. As his hands reached for the buttons on her shirt, a loud brass ringing filled the air. He tried to ignore it, but eventually he rolled over with a groan, got up and turned the alarm off. Another day had started.
Dallon was thirty with a battered marriage behind him, that year. You would think that the CEO of Wheeling Enterprises would be to busy for dreaming, but Dallon's heart had belonged to this dream since he could remember. He shook his head, no more time for dreams. He showered, shaved, dressed and was almost out the door, when he turned and blew a soft kiss. "See you tonight angel." Had he taken an extra moment, he might have heard a faint whisper of good-bye, or felt a feathery kiss of good luck.
Brian, his driver was waiting with coffee, juice, and a muffin, Dallon's concession to his Doctor's advice to eat breakfast. He wanted to live to see all his dreams come true, and somehow thirty seemed like the right time to start eating healthy. He read his reports, and made notes on a tape recorder as he ate. Soon bogged down in traffic, as they tried to cross the bridge into downtown Washington D.C. he gave in, closed his eyes and retreated to his morning's interrupted dream.
His hands reached for her buttons and as he undid them, he kissed the flesh that he revealed. The soft moan that greeted his kisses made him twice as eager, to have her in his arms. A sudden jolt forced him back to reality. They had been rear ended and shoved into the car in front of them. The Limo because of its size drove the smaller car into the bridge abutment.
They hurried to the car they had just hit. He could see trapped inside it was a woman, a beautiful young woman. What stopped him dead in his tracks for minutes was that if dreams had reality, this would be his woman. She had long auburn hair, large green eyes, long beautiful neck; he shook his head, reality check. This woman was injured and pinned in the wreckage. He yanked the door open and reached for her pulse. "Please God let her be all right" he whispered. The pulse was faint but steady, and her groan meant she was alive.
"Don't move Miss, you've been in an accident."
He sent Brian, for a tire iron and proceeded to twist the metal and the steering wheel away from her body. This ended up causing some injury to him in the process, but not slowing him down. He felt a warm hand touch his cheek. "Is it you then? Am I dreaming?" Before he could ask what she meant, she had fainted.
He had her free of the wreckage by the time the paramedics arrived. She was still not awake, but breathing well. The paramedics took one look at the bump growing on her head and assumed she had hit her head on something in the car. "No seat belt right?" asked the one.
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