Cracking an eye open, he glanced across the room to the sealed bathroom door. He’d survived into the early morning hours at least.His limbs had the consistency of rubber. He was weak and his head still swam. But, he was alive, and only a little worse for wear. Concentrating on his feedback, Cai wrinkled his nose at the slightly burned taste in his mouth. It was as if every emotion were soured.He needed to fix whatever Jordan did to him, and prevent her overactive brain from ruining what they’d begun. He wanted her again.Getting to his feet was difficult. His legs didn’t want to cooperate, and his toes were still numb. He swayed as he stood, but the room didn’t spin away from him. Grabbing his pants from the floor, he pulled them on with a little trouble, and shuffled into the living room. He grabbed the forgotten drinks, downing one glass and then the other. The taste was still there. Chances were it wouldn’t go away until the serum wore off.Cai cleared his throat. “Jordan?”The bathroom door slid open and she stepped through.
