THE LOOK OF CONFUSION ON Catherine's face made Ignatius aware of what he'd said.Fuck.'No! I meant, ahh, are you feeling okay, physically?' He cringed inwardly. That didn't clear it up at all. 'I mean, you've slept for twelve hours straight.'She blinked in surprise and shoved her hair out of her face staring at him. 'Twelve hours!'Ignatius nodded.'God,' she croaked. 'No wonder I'm so thirsty.' She staggered off the bed, swaying, and trying to straighten her shirt, twisted around her waist.Ignatius stepped forward and helped her to the table, hurriedly filling a glass with water and set it before her. 'Drink that, I'll go fill this up.'When the door closed behind him Ignatius leaned against it, and breathed a sigh of relief, his head pounding. The longest night of my life, he thought when the pounding in his head lessened; even compared to being stuck in the baolwylf's den. Waking to find her still sleeping, not responding no matter how much he shook her, had scared the hel
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