Mia's POV

I hurt. All over, I hurt.

I opened my eyes, it was just after four. My arm was throbbing, my neck ached, the bruises on my sides and hips were competing for attention, and my poor kitty hadn't seen that kind of action since college. I smiled as I looked over at a sleeping Snake on his back, his tattooed shoulder facing me. "Snake?"

His eyes opened, and he looked over at me. "Sleep well?"

"I need my pills," I said. I winced as I tried to roll over, and he was immediately up and picked me up, carrying me into the bathroom and setting me on the...