d a kind of warmth to it. This was an experience he nevers get on other days, it was indeed special. Dreaming of her was the best experience he had, it was also the best dream he did ha

but he could feel her impact a

y do. He didn't regret this at all. But encountering his dream woman, gave him an opportunity to see life in another light. Love s

hredded muscles. The contractions of his biceps revealed his muscular tone, as he works his hand with a towel on his head. Rubbing the

nto a grey short which he paired with a white shirt, revealing his board chest. He picked up his phone to order breakfast, scrolling through he can't help but notices some

to the penthouse immediately. He orders breakfast and in his wait for both Peter and his breakfast to arrive. He recalled what his dream woman looked like. She had an oval face, Almond shaped sky-blue eyes, Full lips with well-defined cupid bow, High cheekbone that gave her

assurance he went down to his living room.

ing professional as always. Peter stands at the door with both of his hand placed on his side. He greeted Xavier and introduced the

on and also the best in tow

esponded to him. He makes his

re says you are the best a

st answered, not wavering

Xavier said, satisfied. "Now tell me, can you sketch out a por

he person in question, I can pull up

get to work. The artist set up his tools and prepares to begin sketchi

on the portrait was ready. The portrait surprisingly has a close resemblance to his dream woman. He holds it up, a

lay of talent and urges Peter to make prep

e. He took the portrait up to his room and carefully placed it at a corner in his room. The location allowed him to admir

do everything to have her by his side. He needed a plan to get to

he office tom

is in no time. Soon he is awoken from his am

," he thought, headin