Olivia sat on her couch, exhausted and tired. She wanted ever so badly to close her eyes and fall into a dreamless sleep, but every time she fell asleep, someone died. Now racked in guilt, Olivia was pinching herself to stay awake, but her vision blurred and her eye lids drooped. She was just about to fall asleep, when a gentle hand shook her shoulder.
    Olivia thought it was her sister who was awakening her, but then Olivia remembered her sister and niece had spent the night at a local hotel. She opened her eyes and found a smiling Peter sitting next to her, his hand on her shoulder.
    “Don’t fall asleep,” Peter whispered softly. Olivia nodded, her eyes drooping. Peter lay down on the couch, and he pulled Olivia to lie next to him. He wrapped an arm around Olivia’s back, and she snuggled next to him. “Do you want to sleep for a couple of minutes?” Peter asked her, and Olivia was already asleep as she nodded. Peter planned to let her only doze off for five minutes, then wake her up.
    After five minutes, Peter shook Olivia’s shoulder. She awoke with a start. Once she saw Peter, she calmed down.
    “Peter, I just closed my eyes,” Olivia complained, laying her head against Peter’s chest. He sighed and let her fall asleep. He would give her 7 minutes of sleep. As Peter counted away the minutes, he felt drowsy, and soon Peter’s eyes were closing. Soon, he fell asleep too.
    After some time, Peter woke up and sat straight up on the couch. He had let Olivia sleep for a long time; she had probably killed someone. Peter looked for Olivia to wake her up, but Olivia was gone.
    “Olivia?” Peter worriedly called out. He scolded himself for not watching over her and stood up. He jogged around the house, looking for Olivia. The final room he had to search was in her bedroom. Peter opened the door and stepped in.
    Olivia was in the room; she was sitting on the bed. Peter’s eyes bulged out of his sockets, and his mouth fell open. Olivia was wearing only a black lace bra and low cut black underwear. She also had fish nets on. Olivia’s hair had a slight curl to it, making her look beautiful.
    “Olivia?” Peter croaked out, his voice full of disbelief. She smiled at him.
    “Yes?” She replied, licking her lips.
    “You look good,” Peter babbled, walking up to her.
    “Thank you,” Olivia said, wrapping her arms around Peter’s neck. She gave him a long kiss, and Peter put his arms around Olivia’s back. For a second, Peter was lost in Olivia’s probing tongue before he kissed her back. Olivia unbuttoned Peter’s shirt and pulled it off. She traced a finger along Peter’s chest. He kissed Olivia’s neck as she pulled off his pants and underwear.
    Peter pulled Olivia onto the bed and took off her bra. As he kissed her breasts, he pulled off her underwear. They kissed passionately. . .

    With a start, Olivia woke up. She was lying naked in bed with Peter at her side, asleep. She shook his shoulder. He woke up slowly, opening each eye and then looking at Olivia. He smiled at her. Olivia sat up erect in the bed.
    “Whoa,” she muttered, scooting away from Peter.
    “What?” Peter asked, rubbing his eyes.
    “Why are we naked?” Olivia asked. Peter looked confusedly at her.
    “You don’t remember what we did?” Peter asked, and Olivia shook her head.
    “I did have this dream that you and I did it, but that was just a dream right?” She stared into his eyes.
    “I don’t think so,” Peter replied.
    “Oh,” Olivia mumbled, and the two awkwardly looked at each other. “Well, you were good,” She admitted, giving him a half smile. He smiled back.
    “You too,” he grinned. They leaned forward to kiss each other.