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JESS
Message me in the morning. Go to sleep, Jareth.
I blamed her right now for my trouble with Hazel. With my phone in my hand, I leaned against a nearby wall when the room started to spin. Sitting down right now seemed the best way to handle it. The smooth wallpaper helped the downward motion of my back as I fell quickly to the ground. There was no finesse when my ass hit the carpeted floor. Yet I barely felt the sting.
I rubbed my forehead, trying to stop the double vision. Maybe if I closed my eyes briefly, I’d feel better. When the room spun faster, I opened my eyes and squinted, focusing on the gray bricks of the fireplace across the room.
My eyes fluttered shut. I forced them open. What the hell was wrong with me?
When it happened again, I realized a little too late that I was about to pass out. Well, fuck. I never let myself go like this. Not since I was an idiot kid who didn’t know how to keep his senses sharp. It was too dangerous to be unaware on the streets.
Within seconds, my vision went black.
I awoke with a start from the involuntary jerk that ran through me. My senses were alert before I even opened my eyes. The soft carpet beneath me, the rigid wall against my back, and the barest of light filtering behind my closed eyelids. Mostly, it was the silence that reminded me I was in my home. My eyes blinked open, and I wanted to shut them again at the destruction before me.
“Fuck,” I groaned and rubbed at my stiff neck.
Last night had been an aberration. It was good no one else was here to see my lack of control. My muscles had locked up in the uncomfortable position I’d slept. It was no less than I deserved.
My phone pinged with an incoming message.
I grabbed the phone, now on the floor by my side.
JESS
I hope you panicked like the motherfucker you are when you got home and she wasn’t there.
JARETH
You’re messed up.
I was not about to admit that I trashed my office. I’d deal with it when I got home.
JESS
Are you finally ready to get your head out of your ass and just admit you want her.
JARETH
Wanting her isn’t the problem.
Why could I admit to everyone else that I wanted her? It was like a Catholic confession. It was easier to admit what I’d done to a virtual stranger than to the person I hurt and who actually mattered.
JESS
You’re making this out to be so much fucking harder than it has to be.
JARETH
She deserves better than I can give her.
JESS
Tell her that.
JARETH
I have.
