~ JESSE ~
It was an awful night.
I'd tried to go to sleep early, but I had laid in bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about Cazz. And in the middle of that, something woke up inside me. Like hope, at first. It turned my mind to the bond- could I feel him getting closer? Or was that just wishful thinking?
He had kept himself closed to me, kept the bond dead for days. But every so often I'd get a sensation- like something slipped through without his permission. And for a moment my heart beat faster because it felt like he was coming closer.
And then there was a flare of need. Desire. Want.
He was horny.
The images that flashed in my mind were foggy and distant, but it was memories of us.
