Cain tightened his hold around DG and pulled the smaller woman closer. The suns were spilling light into the room, but he had no desire to get up and start the day. But a desire of a different sort welled up in him when her hands stroked over his chest and she nuzzled his neck. This was an alarm he could wake up every day to.
He drew his hand down her back and she arched against his body. Her lips teased his neck, banishing the last of his doubts that she didn't want this. His hand continued down her body, over the swell of her backside in her pants.
DG's leg curled around his. She sighed against his neck and pressed even closer.
He had lost track of how long she had been driving him crazy, dancing closer then pulling back until he didn't know what she wanted. Like a carousel ride that never ended. But now her signals were completely clear and all he could think was to show her just how much he wanted the same thing. He rolled them over so he was over her.
DG's legs circled around his hips as her blue eyes blinked open. "Wyatt?"
He cupped her cheek with his left hand. "Morning, sweetheart." He dipped his head down and pressed his lips against her softer ones.
For a few sweet seconds all Cain knew was bliss.
DG's legs unwrapped from around him and she exploded underneath him. Cain landed on his back and he propped himself up on his elbows. DG landed on her feet beside the bed. "I'm sorry! God, I… STUPID! I'd never, well maybe just dreaming. YES, YES, I was dreaming and I'm so SORRY!" Her face was so red it was nearly glowing. "You… you needed me to be Adora! Okay, that's okay, it wouldn't have happened if I hadn't dreamed! It'll never happen again!" She clapped her hands together and vanished.
Cain blinked. "What the hell!"