TEASER:
Knowing
he’d put off the inevitable long enough, he took a deep breath and cracked open
one eyelid. The sun was streaming in through the window. He swore under his
breath, but forced his other eye open.
He
blinked several times before things settled down. The room looked the same, the
walls bare, the furniture sparse. Yup, he’d made it home last night in one
piece. He’d have to thank his brothers for that.
It
was time to try to move. He started to roll, but something tugged on his arm,
pulling him back. “What the hell?” He turned his head, ignoring the throbbing
at the base of his skull. What he saw made him swear again. His wrist was tied
to the headboard. An experimental tug assured him that his other wrist was in
exactly the same condition.
He
as also buck naked under the sheets that bunched at his waist.
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