Ollie, let us go home.” Ryder's voice came to me as I felt his hands on my dark hair. He caressed it in smooth long strokes. I opened my eyes to look at him. I could see the amount of sleep ladened inside of them.
“Are you ready?” I asked...
Ollie, let us go home.” Ryder's voice came to me as I felt his hands on my dark hair. He caressed it in smooth long strokes. I opened my eyes to look at him. I could see the amount of sleep ladened inside of them.
“Are you ready?” I asked...