There is very little hope of stopping the gasp that escaped her, mind momentarily working overtime to try and piece things together before it clicked just who the assailant could be. Calming down wasn’t quite as simple, he’d long since figured out how to push all her buttons. Her hands peeled his from her body, no small feat with this dog, before attempting to turn and face him.
❝ Long time, no see… ❞
❝Yeah, yeah -- but hey, you know me. Busy boy and all...❞
&& he didn’t miss the way she pulled his hands away; oh no, not with the way he rejected the motion quite forcefully, though ultimately allowed her to win. It was always allowances with her -- allowing her to reject his desires. Why in Hyne’s name he let her do such things baffled him. Perhaps it was the fun of seeing something think it had power over him.
Think. Yes, of course.
His cheek was prickly and rough against her neck as he breathed in the scent of her hair -- shorter now, damn. He’d find a way around that. ❝Don’t pretend like you didn’t miss me.❞