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At that moment it dawns on me that resisting her would never have worked.
Because… I want to keep her for myself.
ChapterTwenty-One
Serenity
I wake from a blissful dream of big strong arms holding me close to the taunt, muscular body of my handsome hero.
When I look at my surroundings lit by the soft glow of sunlight, it takes me a moment to adjust my mind.
The neutral cream and navy colors of the satin wallpaper and dark wooden
furniture remind me where I am.
I’m in his bedroom.
I’m still here. I spent an entire night in Dante’s apartment and a new day has dawned.
Memories of last night float into my waking state and my skin tingles the way it did every time he touched me.
Last night was amazing and…
Crazy.
I know it was crazy. Everything about us so far has been crazy and unreal. So much so that I stopped thinking about right and wrong and what I should do and shouldn’t.
We had wild, unprotected sex all night.
It wasn’t until Dante plunged into my body the third time that I even thought about my birth control pills and tried to recall if I’d had one that morning.
I’m way more responsible than that, but being with him made me forget everything that wasn’t him.
Rolling onto my side, I inhale his scent mixed in with the sheets and stare at the window that’s now closed. Last time I woke like this, he was sitting on the bay, smoking.
Now it's morning, and the question of what next surrounds me like a cloud.
I sit up and my eyes meet the clock on the wall. It's nearly 10 o'clock. I didn't think it was so late, but I'm not surprised I slept in.
I fell asleep a few hours after us getting here but when I woke up we were at it for hours and hours.
I’m sure it was just before first light that I drifted off again.
I pull the sheets up to cover my breasts, then listen out, trying to hear him. I’m
met with silence, but that doesn't mean he's left the apartment.
I can't imagine him leaving me here. At the same time, maybe he did and this is the part where I’m supposed to let myself out.
God.Is that what I’m supposed to do now?
It’s a sad thought, but one my barely there experienced self in the world of men must factor in. We had a one night stand—my first. If that is all it is, then no matter what he said about not leaving me alone, I have to accept the journey might end right here in this bed.
The sensible thing to do is to end this fascination, because seriously, what am I going to do?
If I had the chance to even choose Dante, would I actually be allowed to be with him? With Dad breathing down my neck how would that work?
Then there’s the glaringly obvious fact that I hardly know Dante and most of what he’s told me about himself should have been enough to keep me far away. But here I am in full carpe diem mode.
