Nala. By the time Jordan and i finished, i was exhausted and rung out and I knew i would wake up sore as hell tomorrow, but I didn’t care. Jordan hadn’t held back, and that was what I had wanted. Needed. Somehow, in choosing to let go, I had never felt more powerful. Strength in weakness, control in submission. “Aren’t you tired?” I yawned, watching Jordan through half droopy eyes. We had gone at it for what must have been hours, but whereas I was ready to pass out, he looked alert and awake as ever. “If by ‘tired’ you mean you wore me out, perhaps,” he said in an uncharacteristically teasing tone. “But if you are asking whether I’m sleepy, no.” he said smiling “How is that possible?” I mumbled into my pillow. “Insomnia, Nala. I sleep a few hours a night if I’m lucky.” he said and somehow I could feel some sadness in his voice. I frowned. “But that’s…” Another huge yawn. “Not good.” Humans need sleep. How had he survived all this time on only a few hours a night? “We should fix

Selena My first instinct when i woke up was to reach over for Salvatore, but when I tried to reach out to him, the spot was empty, i couldn't help but groan. Why did this man argue about sleeping in every day of the week but the one day that i wanted to cuddle in the morning, he was already up? "Salvatore m?" i called out to him in a groggy voice, wishing for nothing more than for him to return to bed. That way, we would be able to get those cuddles that i was so badly craving. We had not seen each other for over three weeks now, and I had finally managed to get some time to have a sleep over with him, with Kyle staying over at Jordan's parents. I have been wanting to be with him for the longest time now, the fact that last night it happened I just want things to stay this way. When he didn't answer me as i expected, i couldn't help but grumble to my pillow, more than disappointed. This continued for a few seconds and just when i was on the verge of falling back asleep, my ears p

Nala. When i regained consciousness, the first thing si heard was a furious voice rapidly firing in Greek. As her eyes opened and my gaze flickered around taking in my surroundings, i realized i was on an exam table in what appeared to be a clinic.i don't remember how I got here, the last thing I remember we were out with Jordan ND now I was In a hospital. . Jordan's back was to me, and he was interrogating the doctor standing in front of him so he never even saw me get up. “Jordan,” i murmured weakly. I had thought he was overprotective and overdoing it with the no walking around the stairs, but he might have been right. My whole body was sore. He spun around immediately and hurried over to where I lay. “Are you all right?” His hands swept over my body even as his eyes bored intensely into mine as if to make sure I was okay. “Are you in pain?” I tried to smile, but i felt a little too shaky. The doctor moved in front of him and held a cup towards me. “Drink this, Miss. Your

Jordan. I sat in my office, staring out the window that overlooked the beach. I had just come back from the office and Alba alerted me that Nala was out back by the pool. I wanted to just watch her for a while she seemed so peaceful to disturb her. Nala stood close to the water, her feet bare and the dress she wore rippling in the breeze. I kept careful watch over her and had instructed my security team to do the same. I wouldn’t take any chances after her fainting spell of the day before. Just moments earlier, I had hung up after speaking to the lead investigator on Selena ’s case. There had been no arrests made yet. No leads. The men who had abducted her were still out there. Something about Selena's story didn't quite sit right with me. She had told me she was in an accident and when she woke up she was held captive by men she didn't know who kept asking her who her husband was, but she had no memories which made it difficult for them to keep her since she was of no help.

Nala. I was starting to get used to the life here. It was like living in a prison the only difference was that I had people taking care of me all the time twenty four hours a day. Which was annoying given that I wasn't even sick. I had just lost my memory that did not make me a vegetable. I walked into my closet, I wanted to go into town today and pick up some few things. I hd recently realised i loved cooking and I wanted to make something nice for him. My closet was mostly full of maternity clothes. I had not stepped in here since I had come back from the hospital. I opened a different drawer and it was full of blue baby clothes, mostly onesie's. I picked up one that had little baby sharks on them and smelt it as my hand instinctively went to my lower abdomen aa tears filled my eyes. I was going to have a boy. I did not remember anything, but somehow I knew in my gut I had always wanted to have a baby boy. I slowly sank to the floor with my hands holding tight to the one