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.