I'd had the most incredible dream. One where Conan made my body sing and reach heights I'd never imagined. He played me like a finely tuned instrument. He'd even managed to draw my heart into the melody. A heart ready to love someone again.
It made a siren wake with a smile and want to let out a few notes of happiness to greet the day.
Except waking meant realizing I didn't snuggle a big, warm body. That I no longer had the comfort of a pillow under my cheek. Not even a blanket to cover me. Chill air pimpled my skin, and I shifted only to grimace in discomfort. Pressure at my wrists culminated in a tugging sensation at my shoulders.
"What's happening? Where am I?" I tried to blink the sluggishness from my eyes. My lids felt so heavy. My body, too. Confusion meant that I couldn't quite c
