~WILLOW~
I gasped when Dante suddenly falls on top of me. It's enough to distract me from the painful fact that I wanted what Anya once had.
"Dante?" I whisper.
No response. He'd fallen asleep on top of me. As much as I wanted to keep him there, his weight was overwhelming.
I gently pushed him onto his side of the bed and placed the covers over him. He was still in his towel. I considered removing it and getting him some pants, but I quickly dismissed that idea. That wouldn't turn out well in the end for me.
However, I take a clean towel and gently wipe the water droplets from his face. I swallow as I move the cloth to his neck and chest. He stirs a little when I touch him there. I pause and wait for him to stop before continuing.
I gasped when he grabs my arm suddenly. His eyes
