Melody POV
I help Draven with breakfast the entire time, feeling like my body is overheating. I feel itchy, like a million ants are crawling over me. “Is the heat on in here?”
Draven looks up from flipping the bread. “No, I don’t think so. Why are you feeling hot?” He moves over to where the temperature is displayed, checks it for a moment, then returns to the stove. “It’s not on. Why don’t you step outside, babe? I can finish here.”
“Good idea. The air may do me some good.” I walk out the front door, seeing a sleepy Cam making his way to the kitchen. I give him a brief wave before stepping outside.
Once outside, the air chills my skin a little, but it isn’t enough. I sit down on the porch, hoping that if I spend enough time out here, my body temperature will go down. Sitting alone is
