Page 23 of Never Feed a Dragon

So, that left me with one option for information.

Eli.

Yeah, sleep sounded better.

I closed my eyes and let out a long, slow breath, trying to silently persuade my mind that all was well.

Zen.

I was completely zen.

Zen enough to fall asleep, even though I was practically a puddle of sweat, and my entire body hurt.

It was a great day.

Great. Day.

I forced myself to wait another fifteen minutes before I started to feel like I might actually sweat to death. Then, I finally sent a message.

Me

You awake?

I listened for a ding, but didn’t hear anything.

He probably had the thing on silent.

And had left it in his jacket pocket or something.

I huffed.

Dammit, I was going to have to stop being stubborn.

Raising my voice, I called out, “Eli?”

“Mmhm?” His muffled response was immediate.

“Grab your phone.”

I listened for motion, but didn’t hear anything.

Mine vibrated in my hand a few seconds later.

Eli

Yep

What’s up?

Me

I’m sweaty

Eli

Ah

That would be heat

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