Chapter Eleven
“Can I assume this is the invitation I've been waiting so long for?”
Melony's eyes popped open and she blinked a couple of times. “Oh! I was so worried about you.” Her hand trailed over the side of his head. “I thought you'd never come to.”
Hunter sat up, feeling dizzy, his head pounding like the wind outside. He looked around his bedroom. By the shadows falling across the room at certain angles, he could tell it was late morning. The last he remembered it had been late afternoon.
“What happened and how in the hell did we get back here?” His previous ecstasy at finding Melony in bed with him, warm and close and sleep-mussed, was quickly erased. Confusion set in as he realized they were back in his cabin, in his bed, and not still out in the wilds in his tent.
“What do y
