Chapter 45

He made it to the kitchen on shaky legs and decided he might try orange juice instead. He slowly sipped, taking small swallows and letting each one hit his stomach and settle before he tried another. The natural sugar helped immensely, and by the time he was done, he felt steadier.

His blood sugar had probably just dropped. That made sense. He had lost a lot of blood yesterday, and the dinner last night could only replenish so much, especially after the vigorous sex he and Derek had. He probably burned all the calories he’d put in his body. No matter how nutritious Derek’s food was, healing took a lot of energy. Blake only had so much to spare. Absently rubbing his chest, he headed for his room.