Chapter Seventeen
Keir woke up groggy the next morning, his face buried in the pillows. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. Memories of the previous day came back to him slowly.
Right... we’re in Michigan now, he thought as he stretched and yawned. I don’t remember falling asleep... did Regal tuck me in?
Keir glanced around the hotel room, but Regal wasn’t there. He got up and looked out onto the balcony. Regal wasn’t there, either. He headed to the bathroom and knocked on the door. “Regal, are you in there?”
Regal opened the door, an oddly warm smile gracing his lips. Steam from the shower he just finished rose around him and drifted out into the hallway, warming Keir’s chilled skin. Regal had a glow to him that made him look lively—more than he should in the morning.
“You’re up early,” K
