She woke up with a groan and rolled over, running into something...hard? Her eyes shot open and she came face to face with Wyatt. His eyes fluttered open and he smiled sleepily at her.
"Good morning," he said around a yawn. "Sleep well?"
Oh Lordy. She flopped back onto the bed. She'd actually gone and slept with Wyatt.
Her father was going to kill her. She rubbed her eyes with the palms of her hands, groaning. No, Abby, you're not going to worry about that. You've decided to tell the town of Sawyer to go jump off a cliff, remember?
She opened up her eyes again and this time, they stayed open. "Yeah, I slept well," she mumbled, finally answering his question.
"You didn't explain much last night," he said, prodding her. "Not that I minded, but do you think you have time to tell me what's going on? You seemed awfully upset, or something, when you showed up."