She was lost and so was he.
Who knew that two broken hearts can connect to one.
Arabella's world has been rigged since the day she was born. Her fate had been decided for her much longer before she even had been conceived in the womb. So it came as...
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Dominic effortlessly takes me up and holds me the entire time he walks through his house till we reach his room.
I take a quick look around the room, only now pausing to examine each aspect of him dispersed across the area. I didn't have time to look at what his room looked like the last time I was here since my thoughts were so hazy.
Each item had a connection to Dominic. His fragrance was wafting across the air, and it had to be my favorite scent. It was him. Everything was him.
In my daze of looking around, I didn't notice that Dominic had stopped in his tracks right inside the bathroom.
"You've arrived at your destination. I was thinking you should wash up before going to bed. If it makes you feel better, I can take you to Vivian's room. Otherwise, you could shower here and I'll wait outside. Whatever you want to do. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable in this room. I've just-" He continues to talk until I kiss him and hush him.
That is my new favorite way to tell Dominic to shut up.
"I'm okay in here." I reply gently, and he nods before leaving with the door closed and a towel on the counter.
Before entering the shower, I slowly pull off my clothing. I turn on the faucet and let the cool water run over my burning skin. I smile against the water quietly sitting onto the cool black tiles that send a shiver up my spine.
I sigh and yawn under the stream of water as my exhausted arms lie limp over my knees. I was completely drained. Though I didn't realize how drowsy I was until I fell asleep with my head resting on my knees.
"Arabella!" In a panic, I leap up when my name is called. "Shit, Arabella. I'm coming in." The sound of a door slamming open. "Did you fall asleep in the shower? You crazy woman. You love scaring the crap out of me. God, you're shivering. Shit, shit."
I jerk awake when I see Dominic's face up close as he shuts off the water and puts a towel around my trembling frame. He carefully scoops me up off the floor and places me on the counter, his brows furrowed in worry. I first see a pair of clothes set out for me and then a bin of... skin products?
"Can I... Can I dress you? Is it okay if I touch you?" He seems genuinely hesitant as he asks and I quietly nod my head. My eyelids feel heavy and I drop my head forward to lean on his shoulder.
He quietly untangles the towel from my shoulders and begins to apply lotion to my skin. He comes to a halt at my chest, but my hand grips his and tells him to keep going. This wasn't sexual, but rather a peaceful calm for the two of us.
"I'm sorry, but I don't have any underwear or a bra for you. I'd walk into Vivian's room and bring you something, but I didn't want to invade her privacy like that. I hope that's all right." With a small frown on his lips, he glances down at the ground.
"Stop apologizing for something that isn't wrong." With a sigh and a shake of my head, I express my discontent. "Now, don't go all soft on me. I like both Dominic's. The brooding and almost always pissed one. And the sweet and caring one." His face scrunches up and I wanted to just tap his adorable nose.
