AnaertenaEhrien woke up in her bed, with a comforting and homey smell surrounding her. She smiled first, wondering what it might be, but her brain quickly caught up and reminded her of the previous night. The party, the drink, Heath, what she’d said...
What she’d said...
With a groan, Ehrien hid her face in her pillow, hoping the action would erase the past. Strangely enough, it didn’t.
“Ehrien?”
The groaning stopped and Ehrien turned slowly to the sound of the voice. Heath was sitting in her chair, bending forward, watching her intently. And damn it, there was nothing— nothing! — on his face.
“How are you feeling?”
“I’m okay,” she whispered.
Heath closed his eyes in considerable annoyance. “I need specifics, please.”
Ehrien swallowed. “My head doesn’t hurt anymore, my vision is cl
