Chapter 18)Walking Idiot
••• Still Jason's POV •••
I watched the blood flow smoothly down the tube and into my mate.
I keep checking my watch, and it's only been five minutes, but it feels like hours.
I've spent the entire time, eyes glued open, staring at the tube leading down my mate's throat.
I know that can't be comfortable. And she's gonna be sore when she wakes up.
Not only her throat, but her jaw probably too. It's holding her mouth open, so it's gonna be dry as a desert.
There's also a small trail of drool that's dripping out of the corner of her mouth.
It's kinda cute.
But every time my eyes go there, I can see the clear plastic so close by in my peripheral vision, so my mind shoots right back to the worst.
At the end of the sixth minute, I finally allow my eyes to travel somewhere other than Maria's mouth or my watch.