"How are you feeling?" Adams asked as he stroked Diane's hair lovingly.

"Tired and weak, but mommy says I'll be fine." Diane smiled. She loves how Adams was caressing her hair, for some reasons, the little girl felt drawn to him.

"Your mommy is right, you'll be fine." Adams reassured her.

"What's your name?" Diane asked innocently, staring at him curiously.

"Adams dear." 

"Adams." Diane repeated. "I've heard mommy talk about you." She blurted ...