Chapter 89

“Willow,” Kane says in my ear. “Time to wake up, love, you need to eat.”

I groan and try to open my eyes, but they refuse to budge. I’m achy, and exhausted. Am I getting sick? “Not yet,” I moan. “I just fell asleep.”

He laughs softly, and I feel the bed undulate under me as he sits down and brushes his lips over my bare shoulder. “It’s seven p.m. … you’ve slept all day. Come on, sit up, eat, and then you can go back to sleep.”

My eyes fly open. “I slept all day? Charmaine is going to kill me!”

“No. I talked to her when she was here earlier. How do you feel?”

I groan and turn onto my back. Everything hurts from lying down so long. “Why didn’t you wake me sooner?”

He just shrugs. “You need the rest. But you also need to eat.”

“Okay,” I try to swing my legs off the bed, but Kane gently pus