Chapter 36: Due DatesDrifting back to awareness I became conscious of a couple of things, and they both seemed remarkably pleasant after the horrors of the past few days. Firstly, there was warm skin pressed against my back, the warmth like a blanket and following the contours of my body where I lay curled on my side. Secondly, there was an arm draped around my waist and a warm hand cradled against my stomach. I stretched luxuriously, blinking and trying to get a handle on where I was.
Conal's arm tightened protectively around my waist and he kissed my cheek. “Hey, Charlotte,” he whispered huskily.
Rolling over slowly, I faced him and looked up into his eyes. “Are you okay?”
Conal nodded, his black eyes warm. “I still can't believe you three women got into Sfantu Drâghici and got us out
