Natasha
It was around five in the morning when I woke up again.
My eyes snapped open so quickly that for a moment I thought that I was seeing things. My body was sweating profusely, and I felt a burning heat from within my insides. It was as if my intestines were on fire, and my body was yearning for the fire to be put out. The air was thick and I'm guessing that's what made my skin feel so silky.
"Natasha?" I heard Torrin's husky voice call. It sounded lower, lower than usual.
My head quickly snaps to where he's at. My eyes bore into his. "What the hell is going on?" I asked lowly, sitting up. I watched as beads of sweat flowed down his face. The hair on his head looks frizzy and wet. "Everything feels s—"
"You feel it too?" Torrin asks, interrupting me. "The heat." He moves closer t
