I've been sinking in and out of consciousness all night. I still feel tired and dehydrated, and my head is aching slightly.
I force my eyes to stay open when I feel myself being dragged into oblivion for the umpteenth time, and I sit up with a slight gasp when I realize that the lights are on.
Where the f**k am I?
"Hey, calm down."
I whip my head around to look at the source of the voice. I heave a heavy sigh of relief when I realize that it's Adam.
He's lying beside me, shirtless, and he's looking at me with concern etched on his handsome face.
"How are you feeling?"
"Peachy."
"The fever is gone. You look okay."
I move away from him.
"Um, I need to go to the bathroom."
"Okay. Do you need my help?"
"No. I'm fine. What time is it?"
"Two in the morning."
I stare at the wal
