I didn't remove myself from Jason's body for a good few minutes, somewhat enjoying the feeling of my heat subside, and for once I could breathe without desperately needing to go again. My body, my wolf, and the curse felt content and that made me relax.

Slowly I move myself from Jason's lap and reach for my t-shirt that was sitting on the floor. Turning my back towards the sofas and facing the wall, attempting to throw on my top as quickly as I could. Listening to Jason rustle with his own clothes from behind me, after I push my head through the hole of my t-shirt.

My eyes closed...