Nyx’s POV
“Did I do that?” My voice came out more like a croak.
Dom’s hand went to his nape, pulling his hair and wincing slightly. “Yeah, you did,” he muttered, avoiding my gaze.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry!” My heart pounded in my chest as guilt twisted in my stomach. “Does it hurt? Should we see a doctor?”
He looked at me with confusion and seemed to hesitate for a second, like he was about to tell me something else, but then he shook his head. “No, it’s fine. It’ll heal soon. Let’s get dressed and eat something. You need to eat.”
My stomach growled loudly in protest, and I realized I was starving. As I stretched my arms and pushed myself out of bed, my legs wobbled beneath me. I groaned and stretched, feeling the ache in my muscles. “I really should have eaten some hors d’oeuvres las
