She was blushing a bit because there was this confusion and she really hated to admit her best mates was bleeding gorgeous and had the most enticing muscles... Merlin she wasn't allowed to think like this... Actually, maybe she was still asleep... This sort of being pinned against the wall wearing naught but a robe and him looking like that was certainly the sort of thing that happened in her dreams, it made a lot more sense.
But her dreams never ran away. Damn.
And covered up. Damn.
No- not damn. That was a good thing. Unpinned, clothed Caleb. Good.
"The blanket look is good on you," she told him casually as she continued to walk toward the kitchen, stepping up into it.
"I woke up? I don't know- what time did you put me out? I don't usually sleep until at least 4." Forget the nightmares and the screaming- and thank merlin for the privacy spells on her bedroom.