A R I A N A
We lay on the bed, both breathing heavily, the sheets were a mess and our skin was damp with sweat.
I felt tired and happy and not mad at him anymore.
My cheeks heat up as I hit my lower lip.
Dante turned his head to look at me. "Let's go for a night swim," he said, his voice still a little rough.
I had seen the hotel's pool when I went out for a tour the day we got here when can’t had left for his important meeting, it as on the roof, lit up with blue lights.
It looked amazing.
"Okay," I said, nodding. "It looks pretty cool."
We got out of bed, Dante disappearing into the bathroom.
I put on the new swimsuit I bought earlier today from the mall almost like I knew we were going for a swim, It was a simple black one-piece.
I hurriedly wore it on looking at myself in
