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..What the fuck just happened?

Derek shakes his head, still trying to regain his equilibrium. Jade has her hand on his shoulder, waiting for Derek to say something.

"..Yeah, I think I'm okay. It just seemed so.. real." Derek muttered, looking at Jade. She was extremely concerned and visibly worried, rubbing Derek's shoulder. "Was it a bad dream, hun?" She asked kindly, trying to soothe Derek back into reality and consciousness. As Jade assuages him, Derek's eyes meet hers. A warm feeling of familiarity and love come rushing over him, and it somewhat recenters him and makes him feel safe.

Not wanting to concern Jade any further, Derek tells her "Yeah, it was just a bad dream.. Sorry about that, babe. That's never happened before." Jade seemed relieved, as she sunk next to Derek on the couch, wrapping herself around him. "You dork!" She said, jokingly swatting his shoulder. "You scared me half to ****! I almost slipped and broke my neck trying to get to you - I was scared.." Jade said, trailing off, still coming down from her emotion. Derek wrapped his arm around Jade and pulled her closer, apologizing again for the scare.

After they held eachother for a minute, Jade stood up, drying her hair. "I'm going to go get dressed - okay? No sleeping while I'm gone!" As she walked away, Derek was fully admiring his gorgeous girlfriend. Despite only sporadically going to the gym, Jade somehow stayed fit. Perfect skin, perky breasts and a slender body - Derek knew he was blessed and lucky. Her luscious hair danced beautifully down her naked back as she slipped off her robe and walked into their bedroom to get dressed.

As soon as she was out of sight, Derek took a deep breath and replayed everything in his head. It all seemed so real. What had happened? Was he ****? Was he hallucinating from stress? Was he losing his mind? As Dereks mind raced, he lowered his head to his lap, seeing the book. He slid his thumb over the cover of the book. As he did, it almost felt like he could feel an electric current under his thumb. He quietly asked himself, "Did this cause it?"