Chapter 1865 Dreams Don't Count:>>2

Tyler gently placed one of his hands on my back and started running it up and down in a slow, semi-random pattern. It didn't take me long to feel the relaxation kicking in, which was kind of weird considering I was technically already asleep. Still, I did have to admit that over the years my brother had done a good job of learning exactly what I liked, and his dream version apparently shared his skill. For some reason I found it nearly impossible to imagine anyone else rubbing my back like I'd planned. Maybe Tyler's technique was just too unique, or maybe my imagination sucked even more than I thought. The latter seemed more likely considering the lack of originality in my dreams lately.