Chapter Six
Trisha rolled over, frowning. She stared up at the ceiling, focusing on her body. She didn’t hurt. She slowly moved her feet back and forth and up and down.
Nope, no pain, she thought, confused.
She pulled her knees up slightly, waiting for the pain in her lower back to warn her she had been lying still too long. Nothing! She lifted her arms up and stretched toward the ceiling, rotating her wrists back and forth. Still nothing, nada, zip. Where was the pain through her shoulders and neck? A movement on the bed next to her made her smile. Turning her head, she let out a small yelp. Instead of the big golden dog she was used to seeing next to her there was a huge dark-haired man with golden eyes.
Trisha scooted over to the edge of the bed as fast as she could, taking the top
