Jared Pov
I was burning, every part of me was burning. My room was different from Easton’s in the fact that it was the entrance to the attic. It was strange, how this house was made, but because of that the attic eventually became mine. Mom didn’t want to come into my room to use it, and she had the basement to use as storage anyway, so the attic became my space, my haven...my exercising room. I ran up the stairs, leaving them down without a care. Only Easton ever went into my room, even though he stopped after I pushed him away from me so long ago, and at this point, I was praying he would. ‘Maybe he’ll want more,’ Daniel said, a grin on his face as he licked his lips, remembering the feel of our mate on us.
I groaned, feeling my pants tighten as I grabbed the tape, wrapping it
