The room was still dark when she woke, but Mari could sense Remy sitting in the chair beside the bed.
"Good morning, sweetness." His lightly accented voice was warm, soft and sexy. "Did you sleep well?"
"Surprisingly so," she admitted. The clock radio said it was not quite five a.m., which meant she'd had about four hours of sleep. Her eyes slowly adjusted to the dim light and she could make out a shape in the chair. He was every bit as big she remembered. "How's your shoulder?"
"Good as new."
"Let's see it." She sat up and switched on the bedside lamp. She blinked as her eyes adjusted. The first thing she noticed was that he was still naked though he'd kept the blanket draped across his lap.
"Yes, dear." With a small chuckle, he twisted to expose the back of his left shoulder to her view. He'd removed the bandage at some point. The skin was bare. She scrambled across the bed and laid one hand on his spine, then peered closely at his skin.