When Kayla North's car is run off the road during a blizzard, she begins
walking down an unfamiliar desolate back country road hoping to find shelter
from the worsening storm. Later she awakens naked in a strange bed wondering
how she got there.
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Kayla slowly opened her eyes. She was warm. She wiggled her toes,
relieved that she could feel them again. Where was she and how did she get
here? The last thing she remembered was being out in the storm and falling. And
being colder than she had ever been before. She glanced around the cozy room. A
fire was crackling merrily in a fireplace, a heavy comforter was tucked around
her, and a fluffy pillow placed under her head. She breathed a sigh of relief,
thankful that she hadn't frozen to death, and thankful to whomever had rescued
her and brought her here. She tried to pull herself to a sitting position, but
a jabbing pain between her eyes forced her to settle back against the pillow.
"Hello," she called.
Seconds later a tall muscular form appeared in the doorway. He hurried
to the bed.
"How are you feeling?"
"You found me?"
He nodded. "I was worried about you. You'd lost consciousness."
