WHEN MY EYES FLICKERED open yet again, my gaze landed on a gorilla blessedly blocking out the light from the living room window.
“Good. You’re awake.”
Blinking hard brought Nate into clearer view. Legs wide apart. Arms folded tightly over his chest and only seeming to make him even more imposing than he already could be.
“You can either get to your own feet and follow me into the kitchen. Or I will carry you into the kitchen. How’s it going to be, Dan?”
I frowned as the lines of his face finally sank in. The serious pissed off cut of his features. The cool glint to his eyes.
“Move it, Danny. It’s time to talk.” Like a furious inferno, he stormed from the room, leaving me to stare after him and wonder why the hell everyone seemed so fricking mad with me.
As my brain caught up and acce
