I woke with a startled gasp, shooting into a sitting position. The wave of dizziness hit fast, making me squeeze my eyes shut for a moment, leaning on one hand for support.
Ohhhh, f**k me.
Even Declan's needle trick wasn't this bad. I drew in a deep breath, let it out. And again. And again.
Then I opened my eyes.
I was in a strange bed.
Again.
A king-sized bed, to be exact. Black silk sheets. The comforter, also black, was made of crushed velvet. I couldn't resist running a hand across it, enjoying the rich texture.
The room I was in was equally impressive.
Polished logs made up the walls, matching the thick wooden beams supporting the ceiling. Beautiful hardwood floor, topped with an oversized throw rug. A long window bench ran along the wall opposite the bed, just below severa
