~ JESSE ~
'Jesse, did you eat?'
Cazz's voice in my head brought a jolt of adrenaline, a wash of relief, and a fist of fear as well.
'I'm not hungry.' I knew I sounded petulant, so I took a deep breath. 'But thank you for checking on me.'
'I want to help you, Jesse. I love you.' It was strange to hear him so certain and so shaky at the same time. The ring of simple truth clanging up against the vibration of unease.
'I know, Cazz. I love you too.'
'That's a relief. So, since you're awake and haven't eaten, and I've sent the Alphas off to the Den, I have an idea. If you think you're awake enough to come speak with me?'
I frowned and bit my lip. I did want to talk to him-especially if we could be alone. But it was so late, and it had been a long day and-
'Jesse, wear your pajamas, or sweats-whatever's comfortable. Let me… let me show you something?'
That piqued my curiosity, because he sounded almost breathless with anticipation and nerves.