waking up the next day I'm deliciously sore last night was pretty magical, we ended up making love nearly all night with short naps in-between. Being in Dantes arms had felt right and natural I felt whole again which was a relief from the dark emptiness I'd felt for the last three days. Rolling over I see Dante is still sleeping he looks so peaceful in his slumber, looking at his overly good looking face I feel my heart beat wildly in my chest I feel that I won't be able to lie to myself anymore. I know the feelings I keep feel stirring are definitely love. But for some reason i still feel the need to protect myself I think partially I feel that way because of how Anya is handling it all and the fact this all doesn't seem real and quick . It feels asif I would be betraying her somehow for
