While he was looking at her reflection, she was staring at his. Well at least now she knew what he’d look like if he was old and never shaved ever. She half wished it was real just so she could tug on it, but her thoughts were interrupted.
“Dream? What dream?” Her brow furrowed slightly. Now that wasn’t something she had experienced but hell if she was going to let him not tell her now. They were seeing weird things in the mirror! He couldn’t not tell her about some dream where they looked like that and knew each other.