Blair stirred as she slowly became aware of the steady beeping of a heart monitor and the faint murmur of voices around her. The antiseptic scent of the hospital filled her nose, and the stiffness in her body reminded her that she was definitely not in her own bed. Her head ached, a dull, persistent throb, and her ankle was elevated, wrapped tightly.

Before she could fully open her eyes, she felt the warm, firm grip of a familiar hand holding hers.

“Blair,” Roman’s voice was quiet but ...