Chapter 8The dream was so vivid, it almost felt real. Ginger was there. Of course, pretty much all of his dreams revolved around Ginger. The dream started with them talking then, just like that, they were kissing. Ryan felt the warm press of lips against his, the hard planes of Ginger's body. He wrapped his arms around Ginger's neck, and clung on tight. His feet weren't touching the ground; he simply floated. "Daniel." He spoke without words, somehow knowing he'd be heard. "Daniel, I love you. I love you so much, please—"
It wasn't real. Even as he held onto Ginger, relishing touching him, he knew it wasn't real. As much as Ryan wanted this, it was never going to happen. A sob wracked his throat, and he felt an overwhelming urge to cry.
Ryan opened his eyes, and the dream was over. He st
