When they both ran out of breath, Matt reluctantly pulled out of Summer's snug, wet heat and all but collapsed on his side next to her.

She rolled to face him, face glistening with sweat, her eyes gleaming and a smug smile on her face. Reaching up with one shaky hand, he smoothed a strand of hair off her cheek.

"Wow." She blinked and dragged in a lungful of air. "I always thought the dreams exaggerated reality."

"Me too." There was a box of tissues on the ...