Chapter 3
The unmistakable scent of cooking bacon drew Thor awake from the soundest sleep he’d had in a while. Lazily, he remained in bed, taking in all his surroundings while deciding if the effort to climb out, get dressed, and face the world—and Zach—were worth it.
His stomach growled, making the decision for him.
Sitting up, he took quick inventory. Overall, the fatigue still existed, though it had receded somewhat. He could claim more energy and felt a little better than the day before. Eating had agreed with him, which it hadn’t always in the past few weeks. That alone had to help.
The sheet slid down to puddle in his lap, leaving his chest bare. Normally, the chill of the cave would suck the warmth away, leaving goosebumps in its wake. Today, the temperate comfort remained, enco
