Blair POV
I awoke in a strange room, my eyes feeling gritty and tired, my yawn loud as I stared, the room bright and the sun shining through an open window, a gentle breeze caressing my skin. I heard my mate's voice from the doorway and my head slowly turned. "You're awake," he said gruffly, sounding relieved.
He looked slightly disheveled, his shirt and jeans crumpled. But he also looked good enough to eat, I thought, licking my lips as he came forward, holding a tray in his hands, his hair slicked back and a smile on his face. My stomach growled and he laughed, placing the tray on the bed and sitting down, reaching out and taking hold of my hand.
"How are you feeling?" he asked as I salivated, glancing down at the food, feeling hungry and starving.
"Hungry," I said tiredly, pushi
