Not a dream. He hoped it wasn't a dream. He had a week wiped from his memory and he really hoped this wasn't the beginning of some weird torture where they gave him the one thing he wanted and then took it away. If they took her away from him again he was going to be very upset with them. She felt real though so he had a little faith that this was completely legitimate.

His arm stayed firmly wrapped around her from behind. His free hand slid down her thigh. His lips continued to move down her neck to her shoulder. Maybe he was just checking to make sure she was real? Either way he did not want to let her go or move away.