Benjamin was loathe to admit that it was nightmares. He hesitated long enough to hear her offer of a backrub and he flushed. Merlin, he didn't think he'd ever received such a tempting offer. It would, however, be wrong to fib and say it was stress just to take advantage of her.
He shifted his weight from one foot to the other as he reluctantly admitted, "It's nightmares. I sort of wish it was stress or nerves now though," he added with a chuckle.
Oh god, had he really said that? Maybe he would wake up and find that this was a nightmare.