Chapter 50

OLIVIA POV

I tossed and turned on the bed, unable to sleep. The mattress was old and creaky, and I could feel the springs digging into my back. I glanced over at Dante, who was not moving as much as I did in his sleeping bag. He was craning his neck uncomfortably though, and I could tell he was doing his best to get comfortable.

I felt that he had to have an uncomfortable night's rest because he couldn't join me on the bed. It wasn't his fault after all that we couldn't get a second room. I lay there unable to sleep.

I got out of bed and walked over to where Dante was sleeping. "Dante," I whispered, shaking his shoulder. "Come lie on the other side of the bed. You'll be more comfortable."

He opened his eyes, looking