*Gina*
Awakening with a start from a deep sleep, I stare groggily at the man flailing about in my bed, kicking at the sheets as though they are irons dragging him down.
Disoriented, I can’t quite figure out what he is doing there, why I would have a man so near …
Then everything comes rushing back. Shooting out of the chair, I glance toward the window.
Darkness has fallen. I have slept the day away, obviously more tired than I had realized. With the speed of a racehorse, I arrive at the bed, focusing on the stranger's face rather than the fact he has successfully rid himself of any covering, leaving everything of importance exposed. I place my palms on either side of his face, surprised by the heat that greets me, a heat that could easily singe my skin. “Shh, pet. It's all right. Calm
