Chapter7

#Chapter7

Layla’s POV

I woke up feeling as though I was run over by a truck. My whole body was in pain from sleeping on the floor. I felt sick because I had to sleep on the floor. I sat up slowly, holding my head that felt as though it was spinning.

I looked around slowly taking in my surrounding. At first I started panicking because I wasn't familiar with where I was until everything from the previous day came crashing down onto me. I calmed down momentarily before I realized the situation I was in.

I looked over to the bed and saw that it was empty. I let out a sigh of relief as I sat on the ground not knowing what to do. Just then the bathroom door opened and Emilio walked out with a towel hanging loosely around his waist.

His hair was still wet from the shower and I couldn't help but stare as the water droplets ran down his defined abs. I quickly looked away before he snap at me or punish me for staring.