Twenty-One
IN THE NIGHT I HEARD noises, jolting me from sleep. It was so quiet up in the attic, I knew someone was lurking around. Floorboards creaked and a draught swept through the room.
When a figure all in black stood hovering over me in bed, I almost leapt out of my skin! If I hadn’t known his exact measurements off by heart, the shape and the gait he always wore, I might have screamed. I knew it was him.
“Dante?”
He pulled a black balaclava off over his head. “Ciara. I couldn’t stay away.”
He shut one of the windows in the roof and I didn’t have time to ask him how he’d climbed the house and unlocked the window. I started tearing my nightclothes off right away.
Once naked, I threw off the bedcovers and leapt towards him to help him out of his clothes. I pulled off his gloves fi
