Third Person POV
"Oh my goodness!" Liza whispered, horrified.
Already, her hands were patting the ground around her for her clothes. Unfortunately, in their passion, they had discarded their clothes far away from the place they finally ended up.
"Jeez!" Liza muttered, dismayed. The footsteps were getting closer. "What are we going to do now?"
Lycan Ryder supported himself on an elbow, watching his mate fret with an amused expression.
Ryder couldn't help but find Liza's panic endearing, but he knew they needed to act quickly to avoid any embarrassment. With a swift motion, he grabbed Liza's hand and pulled her behind a nearby bush, shielding them from view just in time.
As they crouched behind the bush, holding their breath, they listened intently to the approaching footsteps. The
