I didn’t think I would have been able to go to sleep with Gabriel watching me, but that was what happened.
Before I went under, I thought I felt him press a soft kiss on my forehead, but that couldn’t be right… could it?
I didn’t know. I snuggled into the thin blanket and fell into a dreamless sleep.
* * *
The third timeI woke up, the sun was up a little further than it had been, telling me I might not know what time it was, but I knew it was much later in the day.
I was also no longer at the hospital.
I blinked in confusion as I took in my surroundings.
I didn’t even remember being discharged from the hospital or the ride over here.
How was that possible?
And if I was no longer in the hospital room, shouldn’t I be in my own bedroom?
I was back in Gabriel’s room, in his bed, and no longer in the same hospital gown I had been in.
Did he…
Did he change me?
My heart raced as I sat up on the bed and took stock of my body.
I didn’t feel anything that might suggest he had done something to me while I slept.
I was in a huge T-shirt that would no doubt come to mid-thigh on me if I stood, and nothing else.
I blinked.
Why would he bring me back here?
And now that I had been able to get in more than a couple of hours of sleep, the conversation we’d had at the hospital when I first woke up came back to me in full clarity.
I would cross every single fucking line to keep what’s mine.
I shuddered, but not in a good way.
Spending one night with the man did not make me his in any way.
He was crazy.
Delusional.
Dangerous.
A beep sounded, and I turned to my right, surprised to see my phone lying there.
I quickly snatched it up from the bedside table, unlocking it and bringing up Kaia’s contact.
She picked up on the second ring.
“Bianca! Are you okay?”
If I wasn’t feeling so freaked out, I would have been comforted by the sound of her voice over the line.