Chapter 24. Heat

“What’s wrong with her?” Damon asked for the umpteenth time.

“I told you… I dunno.” Jason sighed.

Damon had been pacing back and forth for nearly an hour, pulling at his hair and constantly glancing up the stairs. The scene he left behind that door was worrying as it was provoking. Sarah’s scent had changed and her arousal had tickled his nose so sweetly. At this point, he was holding on by a thin thread and it took everything he had in him to not stomp up those stairs, barge into that room and hold her like she had begged him to.

“You might just go bald at this rate.” Jason pulled out a chair, flopping down and crossing his legs. “I’m beginning to regret not leaving the moment this took a turn, especially since you’re… you know… and she’s… you know…! Ugh! For a start, why don’t you go deal with that embarrassing shit you got going on downstairs?” Jason glanced down, scrunching up his face. Damon followed his gaze, fisting his hands as he stared at the bulge at the