Chapter Twenty Seven

Thalia

I was dreaming again. I knew I was because he was here with me, holding me tightly against his body. Rain and mint surrounded me while we kissed passionately. He ran his hands down my breasts and my stomach, making me moan. I broke the kiss.

“I miss you,” I told him, feeling a lump rising in my throat. “I just want to stay here.”

He smiled softly at me, tucking a strand of my hair behind my