Interpretation of a Dream

Oscar lie in bed after his threesome with Eliza and Alessa. Eliza was pressed up against him and he kissed her temple. Alessa was lying in disarray—she had always been wild to sleep with whether it was just sex or literally just sleeping with her.
But Eliza slept like an angel against him and he thought about the first time he saw her in that hotel bar. She was so beautiful but she looked ripe for the picking. Like she wanted something more than what she had, even though with her beauty and composure you would assume she had everything she wanted.
But that night she wanted him, and there had not been a point since then that they were not somehow entangled. So much so that he now lived with her and Rafe, the three of them often sharing a bed.
Now he had had sex with her and Alessa, watched them make love because he believed that Eliza loved Alessa and that Alessa loved Eliza so it was not just sex.
But lying in bed with Eliza, he knew he was deeply in love with her. Had possibly had a child with her but accepted that he would have a precious role in Bibi’s life but not be her father.
And Eliza would never be his wife but they were as close to it as they could be and he wanted what he had with her forever.
Her eyes opened suddenly as if she had been pretending to be asleep. She looked at him soberly, and he looked at her gorgeous body which he and Alessa had enjoyed. Eliza crawled over him and kissed him with no less if not more passion than she had kissed Alessa. He was hungry for her as she covered him. This was his interpretation of a dream come true.
With Eliza.

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