Freya opened her eyes, only to close them again as a crushing sensation weighed her down, particularly in her head. She tried to raise her hand to rub her temples, hoping to ease the pain, but something held her down. With confusion marred on her forehead, Freya made another effort to move her hand, and as she did, she opened her eyes again. That was when she saw him, Rowan, shirtless and sleeping beside her, his hand possessively wrapped around her waist.
"Rowan." Freya called trying to wake him up, but he leaned even closer, pulling Freya to her chest.