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The smell of something cooking hit my nose. Pancakes, maybe?

I was too tired to get up and check, or look around.

I wanted to call my friends. To tell them the truth. To hear someone tell me that I was stronger than I felt, and that I was going to be okay. But even if I could, I wasn’t sure I would actually ask for help or comfort.

Usually, I dealt with difficult things on my own.

I took in a shaky breath, then watched the sun rise over the forest and forced myself to reconsider my situation. I wiped away my tears as they fell, but there was no stopping them. Once the flood gates were open, it was nearly impossible to close them again.

I was trapped in a cabin with a dragon shifter. We were going through a magical mating process that would make me horny and uncomfortable if I tried to maintain distance between us.

He seemed like a decent enough guy, considering he’d raised his baby sister and protected her no matter the cost.

Plus, he respected me when I told him not to touch me.

And he was gorgeous. Insanely so.

Sleeping with him definitely wouldn’t be a hardship. Pun not intended.

Hell, it could even be fun.

He’d made it sound like heat’s magic was pushing him to make my pleasure and comfort a priority, so what was the point in staying away from him?

If I had to choose between pain and misery, or hot sex, the answer seemed pretty obvious.

August came out of the house soon enough, carrying two plates loaded with bacon, pancakes, and syrup. It smelled good, but my stomach was too twisted to be hungry.

“Is that seat open?” He looked at the space next to me, where my laptop was currently sitting.

I nodded, moving my computer to the porch floor.

August didn’t mention the crying, thankfully.

He sat down beside me, and his arm brushed mine.

I inhaled sharply as the heat and soreness vanished instantly, and I leaned against him a little more as I lowered my feet back to the porch.

He set a plate on top of my thighs, sliding closer until we were pressed together.

The relief was incredible.

And with my discomfort gone, I was suddenly hungry.

Ravenously, painfully hungry.

I cleaned my overflowing plate quickly. It was nearly twice as much as I would usually eat, but I didn’t let myself consider that. My mind was feeling clearer and stronger with every bite.

“The heat’s magic is hard on your body. You’ll need to eat more than usual,” August said. “Especially if we’re fighting it.”

“How much worse is it going to get?” I asked.

He was silent for a beat.

It was long enough for me to sigh in response.

“This is still the beginning, Fireball. Right now, the magic just wants us touching.”

Eventually, it would want us having sex.

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