Waking up the next morning, my body feels like a freight train has run me over multiple times. Getting up, I slowly make my way towards the bathroom, trying to be as quiet as I possibly can. Hearing a low chuckle behind me, I guess I hadn't been successful. Slowly, I turned around and Dante was sitting up against the headboard. He had one eyebrow raised, his dark hair wild. He looks cute. " What's wrong with you ? " He asks. Jumping from one foot to another, I shake my head and try to give him my best innocent look. " Nothing why? " He slowly pulls the blanket back, getting out of bed, stretching in all his naked glory. For a second, I got lost. Just staring at him. He clears his throat and I avert my eyes " The ouch, ouch muttered under your breath kind of gives you away. That something i
