Rhett
I dreamed of Alana that night, a wonderfully warm and pleasant dream where we were lying in each other's arms and just enjoying each other's presence. Nothing s****l, just cuddling.
Completely unlike what I would have enjoyed with other girls, but Alana is different.
If I were the romantic type I'd say there's a strong chance she is "the one"... but I'm not so let's just leave it at "I like her".
I opened my eyes, an annoying ringing sound clawing at my drowsy mind. It took me a few moments to realise that the sound was my cell phone.
"Hello?" I answered, my voice gruff with sleep.
"Rhett darling! It's Angela." My mother sounded awfully cheery for this early in the morning.
"Hi." I responded, really struggling to gather up the strength to converse with her.
"How ha
