Half an hour later, Sadie smiled as she walked back down the hallway. She was actually warm for the first time in what felt like forever.
She'd taken a long, long shower, letting the water heat her skin until it was bright red. Fortunately there was a hair dryer in the bathroom, so she'd been able to thoroughly dry her hair before she threw on the comfortable set of sweats she'd found in the other room. They were big—big enough she'd had to roll up the bottoms of the pants and the arms on the sweatshirt—but she didn't care. They were soft and warm and smelled faintly of the cedar closet where she'd found them.
The man was seated on the floor with a sleeping Hunter at his side wrapped tight in a new blanket.
"Feel better?" he asked, glancing up at her and away again.
"Yes. Thank you." S
