“psst, Emerald wake up.” A raspy voice whispers in my ear. I push them away not wanting to wake up, not wanting to face the long day that I have ahead of me. A kiss is placed atop my forehead along with another whisper of my name.
“Blake please, I don’t have to leave yet. I need my brain to be well rested for all the thinking I have to do.” I moan half asleep.
“Blake, what does Blake have to do with any of this?”
My eyes open wide and I shoot upright, “Evan, oh my gosh, I am so sorry I didn’t mean to call you Blake. It’s just that he came to visit me last night and I always have some kind of dream or something about whatever I see last before I go to bed.”
“He was here last night, in your room with you alone?” Evan seemed sickened.
“I can take care of myself Evan.” he was ge
