Chapter Eleven
Grace
I was warm, more relaxed than I could recall feeling in years when my consciousness flickered awake in the darkness. For a moment, I was confused. Then, I realized the body behind me belonged to Boone.
My eyes flew open, staring into the darkness. I was on my side, curled up with him spooned behind me, his knees tucked into mine at the bend. I knew it was Boone because I knew his scent. The way he held me was achingly familiar. His heavy arm was draped over my hip with his palm splayed on my belly.
I took a breath, my mind spinning back to the night before as recollections came in fragments. I recalled my migraine peaking on my drive home from work and dropping my keys again and again before Boone got me inside. I didn’t remember much else. My last memory was of hi
