Gabriel hadn’t been under any illusions that his injuries weren’t serious. He had felt the uncomfortable stretch of healing skin every time he dared make a move on the bed. The dull pulse of pain hadn’t left him either. It drummed in his head and traveled all over his body, as though determined to make sure he wouldn’t forget he had been through something, even though he couldn’t remember what.
So it was no surprise to him that when he made his first attempt to get off the bed, his knees buckled and landed him on his bare ass on the bedroom floor. The air punched out of his lungs even as cold sweat covered his body. The hard, cold floor added to the discomfort crawling up his spine.
“f**k!” he gritted out between his teeth when he drew a breath. The room swam, and then hot, humiliating
