Chapter Thirteen: Bonding

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Dante carried me upstairs despite my protests and laid me gently on my bed. I sat up as I saw him disappear through the door again.

"Dante," I called but received no answer, only empty silence.

Did he leave?

Well there goes talking to him tonight. I got up and decided to take a shower before going to bed. This night has been way too hectic for my taste.

I waited for the water to be steaming hot before stepping in, hoping that the slight pressure could ease the tense muscles in my shoulders. I moaned softly as the aches in my joints relaxed and my lungs were finally able to draw a deep breath.

Why did Dante leave?

I couldn't believe that I was actually upset at the fact that my family drama finally chased the vampire away. I quickly washed my body trying to keep my hair dry but failing miserably. I sighed in frustration because it was a school night and at this point it had to be at least two in the morning.

I reluctantly turned off the shower and got out wishing that I had time to take a long one. Walking back to my room I shivered as the cold wooden floorboards seeped into my feet raising goosebumps all over my exposed skin.

"What the fuck!" I screamed loudly as I saw the figure lazily stretched out across my bed.

"Dante," I screeched clutching the flimsy towel closer as his heated gaze traveled the length of my body like he usually did, only this time there was much more skin available.

"What was all that moaning you were doing in there," He smirked as I felt my cheeks warm even though I knew I only took a hot shower.

I ignored him as I ran to my dresser and quickly took out a huge t-shirt that belonged to my father and a pair of shorts as I balled my undergarments into the middle of it without him noticing.

I quietly but quickly got dressed in the bathroom as the nerves that managed to escape me earlier returned tenfold. I dashed back to my room to see him laying in the same position I left him in but this time his eyes were closed.

"What are you doing here," I said quietly as I put on deodorant and grabbed a bottle of lotion. He had on another shirt and I wondered where he found the black tee.

"Do you want me to leave," He raised a single eyebrow.

"What? No, I just thought you left earlier," I sat on the edge of the bed as I rubbed the brown sugar and fig lotion into my legs.

"I went to grab another shirt and take a call," I frowned as I turned to look at him.

"I didn't hear your phone ring," He smiled and tapped his ears.

"But I did," He sat forward as he grabbed my waist and pulled me to him so my back was resting against his chest.

"Want me to get your back?" He asked as he bit my earlobe and I giggled like a fucking idiot for no reason.

Dante gripped the base of my shirt lifting it slightly but I managed to escape him as I quickly crawled away taking the lotion with me.

"No thank you, I do not want a repeat of what happened downstairs." He smirked as his eyes darkened with lust.

"I do," I shook my head as I rubbed my own lotion in and set it back on my small dresser.

"Well I want to actually finish our discussion," I let my hair loose as I grabbed a brush and began combing the long locks.

"You have beautiful hair," Dante said as he stared.

"You do too," I smiled as I pointed out his shoulder length raven mane.

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