I wake up smushed between two of my three men. Christian to my left, behind me, Ryder to my right, sleeping facing me, and Alex nowhere to be seen. I don't dwell on it because he has always been an early riser. I watch as Ryder peacefully sleeps, his chest rising and falling slowly. He seems so relaxed, so, well, adorable. I want to place my finger on his lips but refrain myself because this is the most he has slept in a long time. I am pretty sure it is the most they have all slept in a long time.
I woke up from my long slumber at the hospital about two weeks ago. My body was more than a little worse for wear. I was pretty banged up. Apparently, dying twice from so much blood loss at the hands of a psychopath really takes a toll on your body.
Sarcasm intended there.
Of course, when I
