Chapter 35

Layla.

When I awoke, I was laying on Dante's bed, and he was nowhere to be found. Blinking my eyes, I looked around until saw Dante come out of the bathroom, a piece of wet towel and a bowl of water in his hands. Hearing me move, Dante's gaze went to me immediately.

"You're up already?" He asked, a brow raised.

Not knowing what to say, I let out a breath and laid my head back on the bed, exhausted. Striding over to the bed, Dante sat down on it and I felt the bed dip with his weight. He began to use the towel to clean my body as I shuddered when the cold cloth touched my body, my eyelids drifting into a close.

"How long was I out?" I murmured, my voice still very hoarse.

"Only about an hour." He said and I mumbled something unintelligible. "I was expecting you to be out for much longer." He said as he cleaned the juncture between my thighs. I squirmed because it was uncomfortable as my skin was still rather sensitive. My eyes snapped open as thoughts crossed my mind.

"Did... Did my pa