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Morgan's POV
Dante drove to the hotel while I laid down silently in the back seat of the car. The warmth was what I really needed and even though I would never say it out loud, I was glad that he had come to find me.
We got to the hotel, the receptionist still there at the desk watching us as we both went inside. Inside, I walked straight to the bathroom, getting out of my wet cloths and took a steaming bath. By the time I was out, Dante had ordered dinner.
"I don't know what you would want to eat, so I got chicken and coke."
Without giving him a reply, I sat down on one of the couches, and began to eat. The chicken sure was tasty and I cleared out the box before I knew what I had done.
"Morgan..."
"I'm not in my best mood Dante. Leave me alone." I had barely finished the sente
