The Final Catch Book 2

"Meeeroooww--meerrrrrooooww!" 

 I tried to block out the sound of the cat's cries with my headphones. No-o-o! No, I thought. Not now, Sia. My Cheshire cat wanted food, or so I thought, and I wanted to sleep in! On this early Saturday morning, Sia's hungry voice became my nagging morning alarm. The sound drew me away from my beautiful white sandy beach with its aqua-green waters, and away from my nearly naked, very sexy guy. I never wanted to be stuck with one guy again. But William and his civilized manners won me over, and here he was, literally in my dreams. And only in my dreams, because he'd gone missing as of late, and so, I practiced my lucid dreaming and distance seeing in an attempt to locate my lover.