Bella woke with a start, her chest heaving as she fought for breath.
"Oh God" she moaned quietly when would she stop having these nightmares. She lay calming her breathing and analysing the dreams she's been having lately. The same thing over and over, a dark presence, a glimpse of a face, the smell of sweet breath and the brush of lips over her own.
Although they were scary dreams, they were also strangely erotic and exciting.
The mans face was beautiful from what she could see of it in the dark of her dream. He was always standing, watching her sleep, waking her when his lips touched her own and then she did wake, her heart pounding and her chest heaving and her mind in turmoil.
Looking at the clock she decided to get up and shower and get into work early.
Drying her hair with a towel, the doorbell rang and Bella frowned. It was real early for visitors or the post. As she peered through the spyhole she could see a tall man with a shock of auburn hair and broad shoulders. Putting the safety chain on she opened the door and asked "Can I help you".
As the man turned and his face came into view Bella gasped, her hand fluttering around her chest. "It's you" She said and then everything went black....