บท 21: Chapter 20

Stretch. Limbs popped as Adara's body woke and sought to extend muscles cramped from being in a single position too long. The woolen blanket pressed against her nose had a distinct cologne smell. The cushion with tassels wasn't her usual flat pancake in a thin linen sleeve.

Adara's eyes fluttered open, looked straight across at a man who grinned at her. Startled, she flailed and promptly fell into a heap on the floor. It didn't hurt, but she sure felt a whole bunch of embarrassment as Logan said, "Are you okay?"

No. She'd just face planted. In front of him.

She rolled onto her back, to find concerned green eyes peering at her.

"Shit, honey, did you smack your face?"

"No. Guess I'm a little clumsy this morning," she mumbled sheepishly.