Charlee Ford shook and looked at William Bryan in disbelief, even forgetting that he was pressing himself on her now and making her breathless.
"What did you just call me? You call me again." Charlee Ford's voice trembled, holding William Bryan's face in both hands and looking at him firmly.
William Bryan, however, was not as good as he wanted. He frowned slightly, breathed and hit Charlee Ford in the face, resting his head on her neck and motionless.
A little sense of loss rose in Charlee Ford's heart. She thought he thought of her...
She rolled over carefully and wrapped William Bryan tightly again. This time he didn't move restlessly, but seemed to be asleep. She stared at his handsome face for a while and sighed helplessly.
Maybe it was just her delusion.
Or he is dreaming, dreaming of himself in his sleep, so he will subconsciously shout out her name.