Chapter 43
- Feeling sore, the next day I awoke to see grey eyes fixed on my neck with an unnerving intensity.
- A knuckle slowly ran down the side of my face. "You're awake," he said softly.
- With a yawn, I said, "Yes, Sherlock." It was a mercy I'd even managed to sleep at all, what with Vaughan's insatiable appetite. An involuntary blush warmed my cheeks at all we'd been up to last night, and his sharp eyes drew on it like a magnet.