Jay had heard Heather get up and move through the house. He hadn"t been sleeping. He wasn"t sure of the last time he"d had a good night"s sleep. Maybe sometime before Heather moved into their house. Since then, the need to protect her rode through him constantly. Having her down the hall, instead of in his room where he could be sure of her safety, played havoc with his head. But it"d gotten worse over the last few weeks.
When she didn"t return to her room, he pushed himself out of bed. She hadn"t talked about packing up and leaving again, but he knew she still thought about it. Would she sneak out in the middle of the night? And if she did? Where would she go?
He knew Dytr and Vyk were still sniffing around her. Making her laugh. Flirting with her. Tempting her away… Jay fisted his hand
