Melanie looked at herself critically in the mirror. She wore a long flowing dark green dress made of the finest silk. She wasn’t wearing any makeup but her skin seemed to glow naturally. Her features were more defined, her eyes belied a knowledge she hadn’t had before. Her frizzy hair had been tamed to fall down her back in luxuriant dark waves. Warm arms wrapped around her waist from behind, a soft kiss was placed on her neck where her mate’s mark rested.
“You look great,” he whispered huskily into her ear. His voice was deeper, older, more mature.
Melanie looked in the mirror, her green eyes met Brad’s smiling dark blue ones as his chin rested lovingly on her shoulder. They looked older in this dream, no longer teenagers but adults.
“I’m just nervous about today,” she said, letting
