Chapter 15: Morose
When I awoke again, it was late in the afternoon according to the old-fashioned clock on the wall in Orion’s bedroom. I was still lying on my tummy, my skin pressed on his bare muscular chest, his arms wrapped around me. There were so many emotions within me all at once, I could not feel them all simultaneously. I had to examine them one at a time. There was fear of Orion’s wrath which he had already demonstrated. There was anger towards him for arranging my kidnapping. There was gratitude towards him for pulling me from a certain watery death and for paying my debts as well as the debts of my parents. Lust existed, if that could be considered an emotion. Jealousy still stung as the image of him flanked by two admirers was still fresh in my mind. I pictured those girls,
