Danielle's POV
The shaking vibe of movement woke me from my sleep. I had no clue about how long I had been out, yet the woozy inclination subsided. The earlier night's activities gradually got back to me as I woke up to find Enzo conveying me.
I let out a temperamental breath, and he peered down at me in his arms. He pulls me higher, covering his face in my neck and breathing in profoundly. Putting my hand in favor of his neck, he moved me, permitting me to fold my legs over his midriff and I lazed against him. His fragrance relieved my upset nerves. I felt weird and nervous.
“Thank God," Enzo relaxes.
"I feel significantly improved," I tell him, yawning. However, outrage flowed through the bond, and I pulled my face from his neck to see him, feeling his air furious like a tempest.
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