We dressed in comfortable silence, still caught in the afterglow of what had happened by the river. Lola's fingers fumbled slightly with the zipper of her dress, and I moved behind her to help, unable to resist pressing my lips to the nape of her neck as I did so. She shivered, leaning back against me for a moment before straightening with visible reluctance. "We should head back," she murmured, though her eyes told a different story - one where we stayed in the forest until dawn, letting our bodies speak the language our hearts were still learning.
"Stay with me tonight," I said, the words emerging as both question and plea. Leon rumbled his approval in my mind, unwilling to be separated from Sierra so soon after finding her.
Her smile was slow and sweet, the lingering tension in her sh
