# Chapter 3: The Dream Girl Made Real
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing today? I'm so excited to continue our journey together through "The girl of his dreams," and let me tell you, Chapter 3 is where things truly start to sizzle. So grab your favorite drink, get comfortable, and let's dive into this captivating chapter together.
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Our story picks up with Jordan Reeves, the impossibly confident and devastatingly handsome OB/GYN, lounging on the pristine sands of Wailea Beach in Hawaii. He's just arrived via first-class flight, checked into one of the Gregson hotel chain's most luxurious suites, and is now savoring a perfectly crafted Mai Tai while surveying the buffet of beautiful women scattered across the beach like offerings to some sun-kissed god.
Now, here's something fascinating about our Jordan—he's a man who knows exactly what he wants and usually gets it. He's got his pick of women, and he's taking his sweet time evaluating his options with the practiced eye of a master seducer. There's the exotic, mysterious woman with Polynesian or Asian features who looks like she'd be "a real little hellcat between the sheets." Then there's the high-maintenance blonde with the obviously augmented chest and her entourage of friends. Jordan, being the experienced gynecologist that he is, can spot breast implants from a mile away—a detail that speaks volumes about his worldliness, don't you think?
He's just about decided to approach the dark-haired beauty when something—or rather, someone—catches his eye and stops him dead in his tracks.
A woman emerges from the surf, and Jordan freezes.
Because she looks exactly like Tessa Gregson.
Now, if you remember from previous chapters, Tessa is the woman Jordan has been desperately trying to forget—the "delectable Mrs. Gregson" who is blissfully married to his friend Ian Gregson and has just given birth to their second child. This is the entire reason Jordan fled to Hawaii in the first place—to put some serious distance between himself and his forbidden desires. But here, rising from the Pacific Ocean like some kind of tropical goddess, is a woman who could be Tessa's twin.
But she's not Tessa. She's taller—at least five foot ten—with a leaner, more athletic build. Her skin is tanned the color of a ripe apricot, the kind of healthy glow that only comes from spending serious time outdoors. She's wearing a bright green bikini that shows off her high, full breasts—which Jordan's professional eye immediately confirms are one hundred percent real—along with a taut belly, slim hips, and long, beautifully toned legs. Her wet hair makes it hard to determine the exact color, but Jordan would bet good money she's a natural blonde.
And those eyes. Sapphire blue. Oddly familiar.
Before he even realizes what he's doing, Jordan is on his feet and jogging toward the water, ignoring the disappointed looks from the women he'd been considering just moments before. There's only one woman he's interested in now, and he's not about to let her slip away.
But when he finally stands before her, staring into those striking blue eyes, something unprecedented happens.
Jordan Reeves—the man with a reputation as the smoothest of smooth talkers, the unofficial master of pickup lines, the guy who's never at a loss for words—goes completely tongue-tied.
The woman regards him with growing suspicion as he stands there gaping at her like a fish out of water. She's probably wondering if he's some kind of psycho stalker. And honestly, can you blame her?
Finally, he finds his voice, and what comes out is this: "Look, this is going to sound like the cheesiest and most obvious pick-up line ever but—ah, hell. It *is* the cheesiest and most obvious pick-up line ever but—do you remember me?"
She shakes her head, wary. "No, I most certainly don't remember you. Should I?"
And then Jordan delivers what might be the most audacious line in pickup history: "Ah, that's right. You wouldn't remember me because we've only met in my dreams. Until now, that is, Dream Girl."
I have to pause here and appreciate the sheer audacity of this man. He's laying it on thick, and he knows it. But here's the thing—there's something almost charming about how self-aware he is about the whole thing. He's not pretending to be subtle. He's going all in, and he knows exactly how ridiculous he sounds.
The woman—our mysterious Dream Girl—rolls her eyes but snickers reluctantly. "Oh, brother. Well, you're right about one thing. That is definitely the cheesiest pick-up line I've ever heard."
"Yes, but is it working?" Jordan asks with his most devastating grin.
"No," she replies flatly. "But cheer up. From the looks of things there's at least a dozen women on this beach who'd fall for a line like that in a heartbeat. Good luck."
And then she walks away.
Jordan is stunned. This is not how these things usually go for him. He's used to women melting at his feet, not dismissing him like yesterday's newspaper. But instead of retreating with his bruised ego, he does something unexpected—he follows her. Half-jogging, half-stumbling through the sand, he catches up to her at her bamboo beach mat.
What follows is a masterclass in persistence. Jordan admits he's trying to hit on her, promises to drop the cheesy lines, and then launches into a series of increasingly bold declarations. He guesses she doesn't have a boyfriend based on the single mat, towel, and backpack. He tells her he won't leave until he knows her name, gets her contact info, and convinces her to have a drink with him. He informs her that he's a gynecologist—and somehow makes that work as part of his seduction technique.
Their banter is electric. She's sharp, sarcastic, and completely unimpressed by his arrogance. He's delighted by her resistance, treating their exchange like an exhilarating game he's determined to win. And through it all, there's this undeniable chemistry crackling between them.
When Jordan finally touches her—cupping her cheek, brushing a wet strand of hair from her face, tracing his finger across her upper lip—the dynamic shifts. The playful sparring gives way to something deeper, more intense. His voice drops to a husky murmur as he tells her that once he saw her, every other woman on the beach ceased to exist.
And she trembles at his touch.
Her name, she finally reveals, is Aubrey. Aubrey Larson.
Jordan is immediately smitten with the name, with her snarky humor, with the way her soft laugh goes straight to his groin. He learns that she's from the mainland but has been working on the island for a year and a half, at the Westin hotel about a mile away. Today is her day off, and she came to this particular stretch of beach because it's the best on the entire island.
He invites her to lunch. She hesitates, pointing out that she's not dressed for somewhere as fancy as the Gregson. But Jordan, ever resourceful, suggests they eat on the beach instead. He'll have a chaise lounge brought over, they'll dine al fresco, and she can check out the hotel competition firsthand.
Aubrey agrees, and Jordan can barely contain his satisfaction. He gives her his card key to use the hotel's nicer restrooms and showers while he orders their lunch. As they walk together toward his "private little corner of paradise," he slides his arm around her narrow waist, pulling her close.
She teases him about being persistent. He corrects her—he prefers "persuasive"—and warns her that he can be *very, very* persuasive when it comes to something he wants badly.
The scene then shifts, and we find ourselves in a completely different setting. Aubrey is at home with her two roommates, Melanie and Jenna, agonizing over whether to cancel her date with Jordan that evening.
This is such a brilliant narrative choice, isn't it? After watching Jordan's confident pursuit from his perspective, we suddenly get to see the aftermath from Aubrey's side. And it turns out she's not nearly as cool and collected as she seemed on the beach.
She's panicking, considering texting Jordan to cancel instead of calling because she knows he'll try to change her mind if they talk. It's endearing and relatable—a reminder that even the most put-together people have moments of insecurity and doubt.
Melanie, with her curly red hair and no-nonsense attitude, is having none of it. She emphatically tells Aubrey that she's not making any "chickenshit moves" and that she *is* going out with the hot doctor tonight. Jenna, a quarter each Hawaiian, Filipina, Japanese, and Irish, agrees, pointing out that Jordan is springing for dinner at the Seven Palms—the only restaurant in all of Hawaii with three Michelin stars.
We learn so much about these three women in this brief exchange. They're all chasing dreams—Jenna wants to be a head chef, Melanie wants to own an art gallery, and Aubrey wants to run the concierge staff at a five-star hotel. But currently, they're all struggling. Jenna is a sous chef at a mediocre seafood restaurant, Aubrey spends her days organizing snorkel excursions and Hana tours, and Melanie makes more money as a cashier at Safeway than she does selling her pottery.
There's a poignant moment when Aubrey comforts them all, saying, "It won't always be that way. Sometimes it just takes awhile before you catch a break." Melanie's response—asking her to define "awhile" and noting that three and a half years has crossed the line from "awhile" into "fucking forever"—is both funny and heartbreaking.
And then Melanie calls Aubrey out for avoiding "the real subject as usual."
The chapter ends on this note of tension and anticipation. We know Aubrey is going on the date. We know Jordan is determined to make it "the very best date of her life" with "the most mindblowing sex she'll ever have." But we also know that Jordan's interest in Aubrey is complicated by her uncanny resemblance to Tessa, the woman he's supposedly trying to forget.
What could possibly go wrong?
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## Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
Oh my goodness, where do I even begin with this chapter? This was absolutely delicious from start to finish. The banter between Jordan and Aubrey crackled with electricity, and I found myself grinning like an idiot through their entire exchange. Jordan's combination of arrogance and vulnerability is fascinating—he's so used to being pursued that he doesn't quite know how to handle a woman who resists his charms, and watching him adjust his approach in real-time was incredibly entertaining.
The way the author shifts perspectives midway through the chapter is brilliant. We go from Jordan's confident pursuit to Aubrey's anxious deliberation, and suddenly we understand both sides of this developing dynamic. Aubrey isn't just a beautiful face—she's a woman with real dreams, real struggles, and real doubts. Her roommates add wonderful texture to her life, and their conversation reveals so much about who she is and what she wants from her future.
I also appreciate how the author weaves in the Tessa connection without being heavy-handed. The resemblance between Aubrey and Tessa is mentioned, but it doesn't dominate the narrative. Instead, it creates an undercurrent of tension that promises complications to come. Jordan is clearly attracted to Aubrey on her own merits, but is he really over Tessa? Only time will tell.
The chemistry between Jordan and Aubrey is off the charts. Their back-and-forth is witty and sharp, but there are also moments of genuine connection—like when Jordan cups her cheek and tells her she's "a living, breathing dream come true." The way Aubrey trembles at his touch suggests she's not as immune to him as she pretends to be, and I can't wait to see how their date unfolds.
⭐⭐⭐⭐½ Rating: 4.5 / 5 Stars
## Next Chapter Prediction
Based on the cliffhanger ending and the setup throughout this chapter, I predict Chapter 4 will take us straight into Jordan and Aubrey's date at the Seven Palms. This will be a pivotal moment for their relationship—a chance for Aubrey to see whether Jordan is more than just a charismatic playboy, and for Jordan to prove that his interest in her goes beyond physical attraction.
However, I sense complications ahead. The three-star Michelin restaurant experience might reveal differences in their worldviews—Jordan is clearly accustomed to luxury, while Aubrey is a hardworking woman who's still chasing her dreams. There could be an awkward moment when Jordan's wealth and status become apparent, causing Aubrey to question whether they're really compatible.
I also predict that Jordan's unresolved feelings for Tessa will surface at some point during the evening. Perhaps something Aubrey says or does will remind him of Tessa, and he'll have to grapple with whether he's genuinely interested in Aubrey or just drawn to her resemblance to the woman he can't have.
And knowing Jordan's reputation and his bold declarations about "mindblowing sex," I suspect there will be significant sexual tension throughout the date, culminating in a moment where they both have to decide how far they want this evening to go. Will Aubrey give in to the attraction she clearly feels? Or will she maintain her guard and keep Jordan at arm's length?
Either way, Chapter 4 promises to be an absolute page-turner, and I, for one, cannot wait to find out what happens next.
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