Author's POV;But as quickly as he had grabbed her, he let her go, her intoxicating smell filling his senses. “Mia?” he called, his voice thick with unuse and surprise.She exhaled loudly, falling back on her behind. “Yeah.” She let out, massaging her neck. Thankfully, his claws had not drawn blood.“What are you doing here?” He asked, trying to sit up but Mia pressed her hands against his bare shoulders to stop him.“Stay,” she said, letting go of her initial shock. “you're burning up.”“I'm fine,” he argued, taking her hands off of him.“You're stubborn,” Mia complained, pressing down on his shoulders again. She knew that if he wanted, he could stand up and she wouldn't be able to stop him.Maybe it was the fever or something else, but he laid back down. “Where can I get a small towel and a bowl?” She asked.As if spelled, Jaxon replied, “The closet and the kitchen.” Mia stood to her feet and got a towel from the closet. “What are you doing?”“You’re burning up,” she replied, as if
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