The Wounded Love novel Chapter 10

I was desperate for a shower, so I tried to quickly but gracefully get dressed and out of there. My makeup was smudged across my face, my hair must've been a mess, and I had broken into this disgusting cold sweat.

"I'll see you around." It sounded more like a question than a sentence.

"Yeah and good luck with your," He was struggling for words. "Family problems." That also sounded like a question.

I left then, clutching my heels in one hand and squeezing the key to my hotel room in the other.

How come we were able to act like good old friends at night? We were able to have fun and not care about anything or anyone but each other. It was comfortable at night, but the minute morning came around everything changed. I had no idea what to say to him and he apparently felt the same way.

The entire way back downstairs to my room, I couldn't help but replay the events of last night. The way he excitedly nodded his head when I offered we go up to his room, the way I tripped as we sped through the lobby, the way he picked me up and held me bridal style until we got in the elevator. A smile crept up on my face as I thought about how completely casual we acted on the elevator, and how the old couple who was on it with us didn't suspect a thing. Then my cheeks began to heat up as I remembered how that civilized front completely went out the window the very second he unlocked the room door to his massive suite.

Dante had picked me up effortlessly and pinned me against the wall, my memory of last night was sharp, it was crystal clear, and I remembered exactly how his-?

My thoughts were interrupted by the sight of my mother in my room, frantically going through my things. "Where were you?" She demanded. "You disappeared yesterday without telling anyone a thing, and by the time we got back to the hotel you were gone. Do you know what you put me through, Skyla? You may be twenty two years old, but that doesn't give you the right to completely disregard my feelings and do something like that."

"I'm sorry I just-? I just had nothing to say. What was I supposed to say? Please let me shower, I'll apologize for whatever you think I did later, that's what I wanted to say but she didn't give me a chance to, maybe that was a good thing, it might've just got her more upset.

Just when I thought the conversation couldn't get anymore embarrassing it took a turn for the worst. My uncle must've heard my mother's cries because he walked into my room and was followed by his wife, Angela, and Nick all wanting to know what was going on.

"What's the matter, Anne?" They asked in unison.

"Skyla," Were those tears in her eyes? Wow she was laying it on thick. "She spent the night with a stranger."

Everyone went silent for a brief moment, but then all at once they started talking. I couldn't exactly understand what they were saying. To me it was just a lot of background noise.