The Wounded Love novel Chapter 28

Technically he was right. "Well at least let me go up to my room to change." Dante shook his head no with a mischievous grin on his face. "Awe come on I have no clothes." I whined.

"I'll keep you warm." He stepped out of the elevator. I followed him down the hall, and waited impatiently as he unlocked the door and walked inside. Again, I followed. Once we were inside the room and the door was locked Dante said, "You did promise me the whole night." He ran his hand down my arm and then snaked it around my waist, pulling me in.

"I'm cold." I repeated.

"I can see that." He ran his thumb across my lips. They must've been turning blue.

I ended up staying the night.

He let me use his shower which was similar to mine. The only difference was that he had a bunch of manly smelling soaps. I smelled like a man.

I still had no clothes though, so I walked out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel. Dante just looked at me with that same smile. "At least give me a t-shirt or something." I begged.

His eyes didn't leave my body. It was like he had some sort of radar vision that let him see through my towel. "Top draw."

I looked around until I came across a Batman t-shirt. "Batman?" I asked.

All he said was, "Batman is cool." So I took the shirt and slipped it over my head. He watched me change with a smile plastered on his face.

"Come here." I climbed into his bed and then scooted over until I was in his arms. There was absolutely no use for the t-shirt since he slipped his hands up it anyway. I laid my head down on his chest and even though our original plan was to end the night with sex, we didn't. Between the pizza and the near drowning incident and the his twenty laps across the pool we were both so exhausted that we fell asleep instead.

The next morning we woke up starving. The hotel had a whole breakfast bar buffet downstairs that I hadn't been to yet and just like the pool, Dante promised me I would love it. But first we went up to my room so that I could to change into actual clothes. I dressed as basic as a person could get-?boots, a North Face, and a pair of jeans.

"Whoa." My eyes went wide as as we walked into the dining hall. "This is like food heaven."

"Go crazy." Dante laughed, picking up a plate and heading over to the waffle station.

He took another sip of coffee and said, "Ahh, nope, sorry Skyla, unless that becomes something other than a spoon in your mouth, coffee still wins."

"Skyla!" I heard a very angry voice call. We had just left breakfast and were now in the lobby. "I know you hear me." She yelled. "Don't act stupid! I mean you are, but you're not deaf!"

I turned around to see Angela, tall, blonde, and crazy eyed. She looked like she hadn't slept in weeks. "What are you doing here?" I asked, confused.

"You went off on me the other day for being a whore, but you're the real whore!" She pushed me back.

"What the f@ck are you talking about?" I grabbed her wrist, throwing her hand off of me. Dante had gone to the bathroom and I was kind of glad. This bitch had a death wish. Who the hell did she think she was, calling me a whore.

"You are the reason that he left me at the altar! Do you not realize how humiliating that was for me?" Did she not realize how humiliating it was when they got together two weeks after I broke up with him?

"God Skyla, I swear you are just so selfish. I knew you went missing that night, but I didn't know you went to him. I didn't know you were his last adventure."