Chapter 48: Chapter 48

My eyes fluttered open to find Chance's bedroom glowing from the early morning sunlight streaming in between the floor-to-ceiling curtains that framed the wall of windows on one side of the room. The walls were a dark gray, but all the furnishings were in lighter shades, giving the room a warm, homey feeling that I couldn't get enough of. I was sure Chance had paid someone to come in and decorate, but he had to have given them direction, and he'd chosen right.

Chance's body was under mine with my head on his chest and our legs entwined, his bad one propped up on a pillow. One of his arms was curled around me, holding me tight to him, and the other laid across his stomach right next to one of mine.

With a little sigh, I scooted back and tried to get free. Chance's arm disagreed and pulled me in even closer.

"Stay," Chance said, his voice rough with sleep.