Man of her Dreams
AUTHOR: Shawna
DISTRIBUTION: Strange Brew, if they want it...Anyone else, please ask.
RATING: 'PG'
FEEDBACK: Do you need air to breath? So do I...in other words...Yes,
please...Pretty please...No flames, please
DISCLAIMER: Willow and Giles belong to Joss Whedon, Fox, the WB networkEveryone
on this list is the coolest...Thank you so much for the
encouragement to keep writing...Your words mean a lot to me so Thank
You....Also I do have some more stories in mind and they do have
plots...just slow going...I truly hope you enjoy this one...If not I
understand...Thank you again...Enjoy...
Willow was dreaming. She knew she was dreaming.
Many things told her that she was dreaming. She didn't own a dark blue
ball gown. Plus, she didn't know how to waltz.
It was a wonderful dream, only because of who she was dreaming of...
She use to dream about Xander, sometimes even Oz....
Lately, only one man was taking up her nightly dreams....Each dream was
different...Unique...Wonderful...
As unique and wonderful as the man holding her in his arms.
They were strong arms...loving arms...
The man holding her was so handsome...so sexy.
Willow had never seen a man look at her with such love and devotion...
Giles was in a tuxedo. He looked smashing...Her own prince charming.
Willow had to smile....
In her dream, she whispered, "I love you."
Suddenly, they stopped dancing.
Giles loving cupped her face in his hands. He bent slowly until his lips
were only a breath away from her own.
"I love you, too, Willow."
His lips fell upon hers.
Willow couldn't think.
The kiss was passionate. Full of fire...Yet, full of gentleness. Truly
spectacular...
Willow moaned...
Giles arms tighten around her...His lips left hers to travel to other
various places along her body.
"Giles...Oh, Giles."
"Call me, Rupert, my love..."
"Mmmmm"
"Willow?...Willow, my love.."
"Mmmmm"
"Willow, wake up, love...Your dreaming."
"I know...'Don't warn the tadpoles'...Rupert, let me get back to my
dream."
She snuggled deeper into the blankets and tighten her arms around the man
of her dreams.
She felt Giles move and felt him give her sweet kisses along her
forehead..then her cheeks...Then her lips....
Oh, the kiss was heavenly. The kiss was so good...Willow felt heat go
down her spine.
Giles lifted his lips from hers...
"Daring, isn't reality better?" Giles whispered to Willow in his oh, so
sexy voice.
"I don't know, Rupert, the man in my dreams really knew how to kiss."
Willow could see Giles give her a Ripper smile...For the moon was shining
brightly into their bedroom...With a twinkle in his eyes he asked...
"Is that a challenge?"
"Do you have to ask, my love?"
Giles lowered his head again to meet her lips...He was determined to show
her that reality was better.
And he did...
~End~
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