The Wounded Love novel Chapter 49

"I love you." Dante said lazily, laying his head on my shoulder. "You're pretty." He started to run his fingers along my thigh. He was high.

"You love me?" I asked in a small voice, not entirely there myself.

"I think so." He shrugged his shoulders. "Whenever I'm around you I get hard."

I laughed. "That doesn't mean you love me. That just means that I turn you on."

"But you make me happy." He said in a little kid's voice. "I like to be next to you. Even if you were wearing a snow suit and no skin was showing."

Now I really laughed. "Want to unwrap your Christmas gift?"

Dante nodded his head excitedly, so we found Jade and Sean and caught a cab back to the hotel. "I'll meet you in my room." I said to her.

Me and Dante took the stairs up for some reason. We laughed like lunatics the entire way up. I'd trip every two steps and he'd start laughing at me. Then he'd bump into a wall and I'd start laughing at him. "Can I see my present now, Sugar?"

"I guess so." I threw my heels across the room.

Dante took my dress off faster than I could blink. "We are going to have to do this again when I'm sober." He said looking at the tiny outfit.

I threw him down on the bed and straddled his waist. "It's not fair that you're always on top and in control." I said, pulling off his shirt.

"Do what you want with me, Sugar." He smirked at me.

I woke up half off the bed, half on. Dante was using me as a pillow and I felt his stubbly face pressed into my back.

My head throbbed and I still had the awful taste of tequila in my mouth. I was sticky from sweat, my hair was matted down and the smell of alcohol made me gag. I stumbled over to the bathroom and into the shower. About two minutes into it I heard a knock on the door, "Can I come in?" Dante asked.

"Yeah." I could barely keep my eyes opened even with the lights were off.

Dante walked into the shower with me, causing my eyes to go wide at that bad case of morning wood. He didn't seem fazed by the way I stared at it, instead he pushed me to the side so that he could get under the water.

"I don't know." He said. We weren't yelling at each other. Our voices were actually very low. "And do we really need to talk about this right now? It's early." He stepped out of the shower too.

"It's noon time." I said. "And yes, I have to do this now. Every time I ask you what's wrong you tell me not to worry and I'm tired of that. When I ask it's not to make your life any more difficult, I want to be there for you. I thought that you'd would come around to the idea of letting me in but nothing is changing. A relationship is two people who care for each other and trust each other and are honest with each other."

"It's none of your business, Skyla." He closed his eyes.

"If you feel that way then you're not ready to be in a real relationship."

Dante's eyes shot open "You're really going to listen to that bullishit Nick fed you over me?"

"No, but at least he's making an effort, even if it is all lies."

"What exactly did he tell you, Skyla?" He looked like he wanted to punch a wall.

"What he told me doesn't matter, I want to hear it from you because I trust you. All I know is that your father's name absolutely terrifies him. You said it that day outside the hotel and he looked like he shit his pants. I got almost the same reaction when I mentioned it-?