ELOWEN
I woke up to pain.
Not the sharp, immediate kind — more like my entire body had been used as a punching bag and then left to marinate overnight. My shoulder throbbed with a deep, pulsing ache. My thighs burned. And between my legs...
Jesus Christ, what happened between my legs?
I shifted on the couch — couch? — and immediately regretted it. Everything hurt. Everything was sore. I felt like I'd run a marathon and then gotten hit by a truck at the finish line.
Memories flickered at the edges of my mind. The bus. The groceries. The clearing. Him waiting for me, but wrong, eyes burning, body tense—
Something squeezed my hand.
I looked down.
There was a man on my floor.
A naked man, sprawled on his side next to my couch, his head resting against the cushion near my hip, his fing
