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together on the forest floor.
CHAPTER SIX
For a little while we laid together on the ground. I felt the leaves and sticks start to dig between my shoulder blades. Eventually though, Leon climbed back to his feet, and I saw the exact moment he realized he’d bitten me. His eyes went wide, his jaw dropped, and his entire body went rigid.
“I didn’t mean to.” His eyes were locked on my throat. “I swear to you, I didn’t-“ He cut himself off and shook his head. I clambered to my own feet and pressed a hand to his bicep. The heat coming off it made my hand sweat.
“It’s fine,” I told him, hoping it would calm him. “Besides,” I added, flushing. “I liked it.”
He cocked an eyebrow. “Really?” I nodded. “You are beginning to sound more and more like a lioness,” he said.
I blinked. “Really?”
He nodded. “Yes, you are, it’s very interesting, actually.”
I hummed and nodded, smiling to myself. That led me to wonder how often lionesses were bitten during mating season, and if they did any biting back. The thought of biting Leon made me incredibly pleased, and I smiled to myself.
“We should get going,” said Leon. I agreed with him. Together we gathered up our clothes and pulled them back on. My clothes were a little worse for wear, but I still looked decent enough. If anyone asked me what had happened, I’d claim I tumbled down a hill on my walk. As I finished dressing, I was sure to grab my bag so that I wouldn’t panic again. Besides, as much as I liked Leon carrying things for me, I wasn’t prepared for him to see all my sketches. A few? Sure. But there were some in this book that were private. Like the picture of my best friend at her wedding, with the veil pulled away from her face. Or the picture of my mother cradling my sister’s first child in the hospital. Private moments that I had memorized to immortalize later. Moments I didn’t want to share with anyone else.
We headed back onto the road. My footsteps were clunky next to Leon’s gliding movements, but, as we walked, I noticed my steps were becoming lighter. I was growing accustomed to moving through the forest, and accustomed to the way Leon moved. It let me walk more lightly. I enjoyed it, slowly figuring out how to walk silently. It made me feel like a cat on the prowl. My gaze flickered to Leon at the thought. Of course, he would know. It was part of his lifestyle to walk through the forests on silent feet, and sometimes on silent paws. I smiled at the thought. My mind filled in what he had looked like as a lion. The powerful arc of his back, the flash of teeth and claws before he lunged. I could pick out most of the details and a few extras that I knew my mind had filled in. I couldn’t wait to get home so I could sketch it out and fill in the details. It was going to be glorious.
“What are you smiling about?” I pinked and looked away from his lingering gaze, realizing it might be taken as insulting to stare so openly. But, then I remembered what he had been doing for the last few hours and I felt much better about my imaginings.
“You,” I replied honestly. “I was imagining drawing you.”
“Anything specific?” asked Leon.
I stepped over a fallen log with as much grace as I could manage before I turned back toward him. “Yes. I think drawing you in mid-shift, or while you were running – either lion or human – would be absolutely stunning. Capturing the grace of such a large creature would be difficult, but I think I could manage.”
“You find me graceful?” asked Leon, with more than a touch of amusement in his voice. I nodded, a small smile spreading across my face. I did find him graceful. Every movement – from the longest of strides to the smallest of blinks – looked practiced on Leon. The slow stride of his steps as they kept pace with me were silent, no matter what the forest floor looked like. He never
CHAPTER SIX
For a little while we laid together on the ground. I felt the leaves and sticks start to dig between my shoulder blades. Eventually though, Leon climbed back to his feet, and I saw the exact moment he realized he’d bitten me. His eyes went wide, his jaw dropped, and his entire body went rigid.
“I didn’t mean to.” His eyes were locked on my throat. “I swear to you, I didn’t-“ He cut himself off and shook his head. I clambered to my own feet and pressed a hand to his bicep. The heat coming off it made my hand sweat.
“It’s fine,” I told him, hoping it would calm him. “Besides,” I added, flushing. “I liked it.”
He cocked an eyebrow. “Really?” I nodded. “You are beginning to sound more and more like a lioness,” he said.
I blinked. “Really?”
He nodded. “Yes, you are, it’s very interesting, actually.”
I hummed and nodded, smiling to myself. That led me to wonder how often lionesses were bitten during mating season, and if they did any biting back. The thought of biting Leon made me incredibly pleased, and I smiled to myself.
“We should get going,” said Leon. I agreed with him. Together we gathered up our clothes and pulled them back on. My clothes were a little worse for wear, but I still looked decent enough. If anyone asked me what had happened, I’d claim I tumbled down a hill on my walk. As I finished dressing, I was sure to grab my bag so that I wouldn’t panic again. Besides, as much as I liked Leon carrying things for me, I wasn’t prepared for him to see all my sketches. A few? Sure. But there were some in this book that were private. Like the picture of my best friend at her wedding, with the veil pulled away from her face. Or the picture of my mother cradling my sister’s first child in the hospital. Private moments that I had memorized to immortalize later. Moments I didn’t want to share with anyone else.
We headed back onto the road. My footsteps were clunky next to Leon’s gliding movements, but, as we walked, I noticed my steps were becoming lighter. I was growing accustomed to moving through the forest, and accustomed to the way Leon moved. It let me walk more lightly. I enjoyed it, slowly figuring out how to walk silently. It made me feel like a cat on the prowl. My gaze flickered to Leon at the thought. Of course, he would know. It was part of his lifestyle to walk through the forests on silent feet, and sometimes on silent paws. I smiled at the thought. My mind filled in what he had looked like as a lion. The powerful arc of his back, the flash of teeth and claws before he lunged. I could pick out most of the details and a few extras that I knew my mind had filled in. I couldn’t wait to get home so I could sketch it out and fill in the details. It was going to be glorious.
“What are you smiling about?” I pinked and looked away from his lingering gaze, realizing it might be taken as insulting to stare so openly. But, then I remembered what he had been doing for the last few hours and I felt much better about my imaginings.
“You,” I replied honestly. “I was imagining drawing you.”
“Anything specific?” asked Leon.
I stepped over a fallen log with as much grace as I could manage before I turned back toward him. “Yes. I think drawing you in mid-shift, or while you were running – either lion or human – would be absolutely stunning. Capturing the grace of such a large creature would be difficult, but I think I could manage.”
“You find me graceful?” asked Leon, with more than a touch of amusement in his voice. I nodded, a small smile spreading across my face. I did find him graceful. Every movement – from the longest of strides to the smallest of blinks – looked practiced on Leon. The slow stride of his steps as they kept pace with me were silent, no matter what the forest floor looked like. He never
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