Lynx's POV
The front door of the house slammed open, and the deer returned. She was more like Rudolph the reindeer than an average deer, her cheeks brightened. I was more than certain whoever had opened the door for her would be what she deemed an embarrassment.
I opened the driver's door and Brie followed, getting out of the backseat. Her head hung low, unable to look at whoever was in the doorway.
“Hello, I just wanted to make sure Brie got home safely. I hope that's all right," I said in hopes of making Brie less of whatever she was.
In the car, she was brazen, more than she had been since I met her. She talked to me, touched me and I didn't want her to shrink back into her shell. I wasn't done getting to know her yet. I needed to know why she called to me, or rather why I was calle
