Chapter 95 Two Wrongs

• Alana stirred in her sleep. Her body felt stiff…she couldn't move. Even her eyes seemed heavy. She shifted a little trying to find a comfortable position
• "Ah, " she rubbed her eyes, finally getting a grip of herself. "Ricky, stop it," she muttered when she felt someone run their hand on her face. The hand felt manly and she knew who that person was.
• "You know I hate…" Alana said, opening her eyes only to stop when she found the last person she expected to see staring at her.