A heavy weight rested on my waist. Blinking awake, I frowned as I rolled over, only to see Cane lying several inches away. Stiffening, I swallowed hard and trailed my gaze to the hand lying close to me, the weight I'd felt when I woke up.

What happened? And why was I on the floor? We lay on a soft, cream-colored rug. A fireplace stood a few feet away, the sound of gently cracking wood the only sound. I was surprisingly warm and comfortable, even after an apparent night on the ...