A Strange Vision

[Tabitha’s POV]

My eyes fly open to find that I’m lying on what feels like a bed adorned with silk covers. Blinking a few times, I try to clear my vision, only to find that everything remains blurry.

Frowning, I attempt to get up but stop as I feel an arm around my waist, and when I wriggle around, I feel a strong body pressing against me.

“Are you awake?” A deep voice that sends my heart racing asks. “Why didn’t you say something?”

“I didn’t want to bother you,” I hear my voice respond. “You were sleeping so peacefully earlier.”

“I wouldn’t have minded waking up to your beautiful face.”

Immediately, understanding began to rush through me about what was going on, but I still didn’t quite understand who I was supposed to be in this.

“Are you hungry?” The one I’m with asks as strong arms wrap around my body. “It has been quite a while since the last time you fed.”

“A bit,” I admit. “But are you sure it’s okay?”

“Of course,” he husks, nipping at my neck. “If it makes you happy, then I wi