#Chapter 162: A Compromising Situation

My head pounded, and my stomach churned. These unpleasant sensations pushed a groan from my lips. “What on the goddess’ green earth had just happened?” I groaned. I felt like I’d been bashed in the head. That thought made me jerk upright so fast that my stomach rolled. I patted around the back of my head, running my fingers through my hair, looking for a place where maybe I had been hit over the head. I had enough enemies out there that an attack wasn’t out of the realm of possibility. A blurry room came into focus as I checked myself over. There was something oddly familiar about the place. But honestly, the more I tried to grasp where I was, the faster it slipped away. I was lying on a sofa in a small, private room without any windows. When I put my hands down to push myself all the way up, they squished into something that groaned. “What in the world?” the squashed individual asked. I yanked my hands back, toppling and falling face-first into Theo’s chest. My eyes widened as I