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The dirty dishes beneath my nose fucking stank to high heaven.
But I had nothing left. I needed to rest. Disappear from reality for just a little while.
My extra pillow comforted my throbbing head, and I burrowed my face in the traces of Jasper’s woodsy scent, seeking out the emotional freedom I’d enjoyed with him. He would have held me. He would have helped me.
Maybe he would love me.
Fuzziness wavered along the edges of my consciousness, and I finally settled into deeper relaxation than I could force on myself. I sank into darkness where nothing mattered anymore.
Peace and quiet surrounded me. I felt no fear. No pain. No anxiety or worry…
A loud pounding woke me, and I blinked myself to semi-wakefulness.
A muffled shout reached my ears.
I rubbed my eyes while rolling onto my back, my head reeling.
“Mason!”
I barely made out the voice calling atop the fists on my door.
Jasper.
My pulse sped, but I struggled to drag my numbed ass from bed and stumble down the hallway. The knock came again, and I fumbled to unlock my door and pull it open.
“Oh thank fuck. Mason.” Jasper threw his arms around me, squeezing me tight. “I was so worried—you didn’t answer my texts, and your cell went straight to voice mail. Are you okay?”
“Was sleeping,” I slurred, still out of it from the pills that had allowed me some undisturbed rest.
Jasper stepped back and grabbed hold of my cheeks, studying my face. “Are you drunk?”
“Nah—pills. The good kind.”
“How many did you take?”
“Two.”
“The dosage is one.” His lips thinned, his disappointment clear and making me want to shift beneath his scrutiny. He shut my door behind him, locking us in. Once he turned to face me again, his propped his fists on his hips. “Were you in pain or just needing to disappear for a little while?”
I didn’t answer right away.
“Mason.”
I blinked, bringing my focus to his eyes. He wasn’t angry…just concerned.
“I-I’m feeling overwhelmed,” I whispered, fighting off the thoughts that wanted to crowd my mind. “It’s crazy, but you’re the only thing—person—who makes my head quiet. I-I shouldn’t have told you to go.”
“Come here, Mase.” Jasper grasped my hand and led me back the hallway to my bedroom. “Strip down and climb under the covers. I’m going to hold you until you sleep off those narcotics.”
“You called me Mase,” I murmured while he helped me out of my shirt.
“I hope to someday call you sweetheart. Baby. My lover.”
“Yes, yes, and yes,” I said, sounding loopy as fuck. I thought I grinned.
“What am I going to do with you?” Jasper murmured while dropping to his knees to remove my sneakers I’d never kicked off when I’d gotten back from Dunks.
“Keep me.”
