Ari woke the next morning, feeling like a truck had just run her over. It wasn’t that her muscles ached, it was that she felt more tired than anything else. Even though it might be just when you give blood and not when donating stem cells, she still felt that drinking orange juice was the key to feeling better and replenishing her electrolytes.
“How do you feel?” Grayson asked, rolling over onto his side, sexy as ever with his bare, muscled chest.
“Tired.” Ari placed her arm over her head, onto the pillow. “Other than that, I feel pretty good. I guess I’d better go take a shower and get ready to go to the hospital.”
Grayson stroked a strand of hair away from her face. “Why don’t you stay at the hotel today with me? We can go back to sleep for a while, and take our time getting up.”
Ari shook her head. “No, I want to go down and check on Henley.” She sat up, feeling famished.
Grayson sat up, too, and rubbed her back. “Hungry?”