Chapter 40: JACOBS POV.
"Urrgh...."
A low groan escaped my throat as I slowly regained consciousness.
My head felt like it had been used as a punching bag by a giant squid.
There was a dull throb behind my eyes, and my face felt swollen and sore from where I'd hit the ocean floor.
I tried to move, but my body felt heavy and sluggish, like I was buried under a pile of wet sand. Probably the after effects of the beating I was dished.
As my vision began to clear, I blinked in surprise.
The first thing I saw wasn't the dark, jagged ceiling of the cave or the cold sand of the seabed.
Instead, I saw two beautiful mounds hovering just inches above my face.
It took my brain a few seconds to process what I was looking at.
My eyes drifting upward, following the curves of pale skin, until I realized where I was.
I was laying head-first in someone's lap.
The view above me was none other than Persephone's soft chest.
