Recap:
I stared at Bradin in the bed. "what could be wrong with a boy who looked so perfect ? "
"what's wrong with him" I asked after a moment of silence,
"we're not really sure " replied Johnny who got up from the chair.
"It has something to do with blood cell production, and sugar levels" came aunt Ava 's reply.
I wasn't really sure how such things could effect him, but I dared not question it. I sat back in the chair and looked at him. Man was He gorgeous, just the way his hair swayed and his skin the perfect color of sand. I picked up his hand and stroked it peacefully. Time passed slowly, I would start thinking about things , and then come back to reality. I had to leave at eight to go baby-sit my cousins , but I wanted to spend every waking moment with my prince. My hand and his were inseparable as I stroked his delicate fingers in mine. His head shook a little but I disregarded it as normal, so I went back to day dreaming. I bent my head and pressed my lips against the back side of his hand. I turned my head at the sound and was looking up into his eyes…
"oh" I gasped, thinking for a moment. "why didn't you say something?"
Johnny and Ava who had been watching from a corner now laughed at my surprise.
"Did you stay here all night" Bradin asked registering my outfit.
"yes" came my reply.
The last thing I remember is you leading me out to get fresh air" Bradin said a t last.
"well, umm.. " I said "you didn't look like you were feeling well" "Erika and I got you down to Mona's sandbar about 10 minutes later"
" I'm sorry this had to happen to you" said Bradin "although I'm not sure we met properly last night"
"not really" I smiled , remembering .