Kerry followed Kim’s gaze to her sleeping son and smiled. Her friend made her way to the couch and knelt down close enough to gently brush back some of Henry’s hair.

“He’s amazing. You’re doing a great job.”

“I’m grateful for everyday with him.”

Kim nodded, remembering what Kerry had told her about the custody battle.

“I’m going to order some food. You two stay here and relax.”

As Kim stood up, Kerry reached out and grabbed her hand.

“I’m glad you called.”

Two hours later Kerry was finishing off the last of the pizza while watching Kim pretend to be pinned down on the floor by Henry. Her son and the psychiatrist were both laughing and seemed somewhat oblivious to the fact that she was still in the room. She was reminded of the times when Sandy would lie on their bed with Henry sleeping on her chest.

She stood and motioned towards the bathroom and Kim briefly turned away from the toddler to acknowledge her friend leaving. After Kerry had left the room Kim held Henry’s face in her hands and looked him in the eyes.

“Can I tell you a secret, little man? I think I may still be in love with your mother.”

She pulled her clothes off and tossed them to a chair, too tired to get up and put them in the laundry. She snuggled under the blanket and turned off her bedside lamp, quickly falling asleep.

And then Sandy was there, kissing her, touching her. Their bodies were moving together as Kerry held her lover close to her. She could feel Sandy’s fingers inside her, her lips on her neck. Their ***** were pressed together and Kerry didn’t want this moment to ever end.

“I love you too, Kerry,” she heard as her lover pulled back slightly to look at her as she came. She could feel herself contracting against the fingers still moving inside her as she reached up and touched the blond curls framing beautiful blue eyes.

With that Kerry awoke, her heart still pounding from the arousal of her dream. She put a trembling hand to her mouth.

“Oh God.”