GREECE’s POV.
The curtains open up and my eyes flutter open. Amira is standing there with a little smile on her face. How long have I been asleep for? The last thing I remember was Dominic seated beside me but I can’t remember the conversation we had, not like I said a word to him though.
“How are you feeling this morning?” Amira asks and I nod, pulling my body to a sitting position.
“I am better” I sign, “thank you”
At that moment the door opens up again and Dominic steps inside in all his glory. He is dressed in a pair of black pants and a white button down shirt which is nearly tucked in, his hair groomed to perfection. The sleeves of his shirt are rolled up, giving me an in-depth glimpse of his tattoo. Seeing him here makes the image of last night make its way back into my head. M
