The first thing that registered in Rebecca’s mind as consciousness returned was that she was not alone. A very warm body pressed against her back. A very warm, very large male body, with his arm slung over her hip. There was no way it was her sister snuggled up behind her.
Her heart rate immediately spiked in panic, and she quickly took in her surroundings. She wasn’t in her room. The walls were a warm tan color, not the blue of the guest room where she’d been staying. They were also darker than the cream in the room her sister was using. No, she was quite certain she was in Gage’s room. Lying in his bed. With him. The only consolation was that she was still completely clothed. She could feel her gun and ankle holster pressing into her leg.
She racked her brain trying to recall how she’d
