Daniel blinked slowly, trying to make sense of what he was seeing.

White ceiling. Fluorescent lights. The smell of antiseptic and something medicinal. Hospital. He was in a hospital.

Everything felt fuzzy, disconnected. His body was heavy and unresponsive. There was a dull ache in his back, spreading through his chest. Fuck, it hurt when he tried to move, making him lie still until he could gather himself.

Why was he in a hospital?

Then he saw her.

Emma. Sitting beside his bed, holding his ...