( It had been him, but it hadn't. It was his body, but it was also like watching his body do something he wouldn't do. Thank god it didn't get any worse. )

Yeah, I'm fine. You didn't let slug-me get away. I appreciate you going all linebacker on me.

( Wouldn't that statement be sexier in any other context. )

You were trying to wake me. ( Pushing himself to his feet, Will glances back to the window and the bed. ) What's -- what's going on?