Once again I wake up alone in my own bedroom. Goddamn Gabriel, giving me an epic night and leaving me in the morning. I’m still naked but my body is refreshed. The bath did its good. My hands look a lot better because of that balm.
There’s a lingering tightness in my chest. I try, but can’t remember my dreams. Too bad. I could use another powwow with the dragon.
Judging by the light streaming in from the windows, I slept a lot. Yesterday was something else. My escape, meeting the dragon, the cage. Gabriel’s delicious way of punishing me.
My stomach gurgles. Dinner filled me up, but I could eat a full English after last night’s exertion. When I swing my legs over the side of the bed, there’s a twinge in my core. I’m a little sore in the best way.
Unlike yesterday, there’s no outfit laid
