"God," I groaned in pain as I slowly opened my eyes. It was as if a heavy lid was placed on it, making it difficult for me to gully open them.
My entire body hurts, and it felt as if something hit metal on my head. The headache was more than I can explain.
I tried to sit up, but a searing pain from my lower body, caused me to groan.
"What's happening?"
Even my stomach felt parched. It was as if I'd been walking for days, in a desert, without a drop of water.
"You are awake?" Sly's voice beside me was normal.
"I need some water," I turned to look at him.
Sly was dressed in only his boxer briefs, leaving his delicious muscles for my eyes to feast on.
He took the cup he left on the bedside table, and brought it close.
"Wait, let me get the straw." He got a straw and put it into the cup, before he helped me to rise, by putting a pillow under me.
I drank to my fill.
"Thank you."
