Like a Dream


I suddenly hate the name Sadie. “Well, it was very nice to meet you both. Have a good day,” Amelia says as she walks away.

She turns around and sees Sadie walking back to her friends, but Aaron is still standing there, looking at her. She smiles at him and continues strolling toward the picnic table, but Leona is nowhere to be found. She grabs a handful of chips and forces them into her mouth while trying to wrap her brain around what just happened. How can this be? I meet the man of my dreams and he’s taken. This is just my luck. She glances around the beach area, but he’s gone. Then she wonders if she might’ve had an out-of-body experience, and maybe it was her imagination wanting it to be him. Maybe the guy she was really talking to was an old pervert who preys on young girls. Either way, she could totally be hallucinating.

But even if she is, she will cherish that moment forever because he was just as perfect as she dreamed. In the distance, she sees Navid and Eli showing off in front of a couple of girls. Leona and her new friend Brady finally appear, hand in hand. They’re laughing and completely oblivious to everything. Amelia can’t imagine what Brady could be laughing at because Leona is not funny.

“Hey! Are you having a good time, birthday girl?” Leona asks, still looking at Brady.

“I’m having the best time!” Amelia responds truthfully.

“I’m so glad. I was thinking of leaving in about thirty minutes so I can finish preparing for tonight’s party. Is that okay with you?”

“Oh yeah, that’s fine with me, whenever you’re ready. I’m going to run to the restroom, and I’ll start packing up our things,” Amelia suggests.

“Great!” Leona smiles at Brady and sits down.

On her way back from the restroom, Amelia grabs some of the gift boxes and her presents and heads to the car. While putting the things in the trunk, she turns around and sees Aaron walking up. I guess I’m not crazy. He’s definitely real.

He stands there for a second and then says, “I know this is nuts, but I remember where I saw you.”

Amelia snaps out of admiring the fullness of his lips. “Where is that?” She smiles and concentrates on what’s he’s saying and not the fact that she wants to kiss him.

“You’re the girl in my dream. I had a dream about you. Your blue eyes are what I remember the most. They seemed more blue than normal though…they almost glowed. You must think I’m creepy.”

“Aaron, I came up to you because I saw you in my dream. You were there when I was crying and lost in this swamp. When I saw you, I had to make sure you were the one, that your eyes were green. How’s that for creepy?”

With puzzled expressions, they stare at each other, trying to understand this.

“Well, at least I’m not crazy. I thought you might’ve been a hallucination,” Amelia admits.

“You’re telling me,” he replies, swinging his arms.

“I know we just met, but I’m having a birthday party at my house later tonight. Would you like to come over? You can bring your girlfriend if you want.” Amelia quickly looks down and bites her lower lip. Why would I say that? I don’t want to see her. When she looks up at him, the slight grin on his face indicates he probably read her mind.

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About shinaj1

Shina James is the author of LIKE A DREAM and MONSTROUS TIES, which are both available on Amazon as well as multiple retailers. She is currently working on the final book in the LIKE A DREAM series, WAKING AMELIA and can't wait to share it with her readers. While residing in Texas, she loves spending time with her husband and two kids.
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