Candice
I wake up the next morning feeling amazing. This is the first day I woke up so far that I don't still feel my injuries. Abby had left me some pain killers in the bag she gave me, and I had taken some last night before bed. I am not a pain medicine type of person, I usually like to wait it out, but I knew if I were going to defend myself against another attack, I would need to get better and fast.
I take a long shower and go back to the guest bedroom to get ready for the day. I dress in some black leggings and an off the shoulder white top that goes down to my thighs. When I walk into the kitchen charging straight to the coffee machine, I run smack dab into a wall of muscle.
I swear, in order to be a part of their club these guys must have had to pass a six-pack test. Minimum. H
