Archer stirred, then turned slowly onto his back, feeling the sheets come off his body. He felt his upper body unusually exposed, and he opened his eyes. The bed was empty, but there was a damp towel on his forehead. He sat up, letting the towel fall off his forehead.
He brought his hand to remove the sheets, and his hand was bandaged neatly. He couldn't remember getting injured, so it surprised him that there was even a bandage.
He moved, letting the sheets fall off him completely as he turned in the direction of the bathroom.
"You are awake," Came Hailey's voice, and he looked up, his breath hitching in the process.
She had a towel tied up to her chest, the fair skin of her shoulders and the tops of her chest exposed and damp. Her hair fell in damp strands as she dried it off with an
