jesse's girl

The look of surprise on Kirsi’s features as he pulled her over and onto the ground with him made the Destruction man grin. He had nearly let himself forget about Ignatius, but he knew the thoughts of him likely still remained with the woman. Maybe earlier he would have felt bad for their closeness, but with her scent swirling and her warmth at his chest he couldn’t. Song couldn’t imagine hurting the icy marked woman, she was his closest friend and he only wished to see her happy.

She asked about where he was heading at the late hour and he teasingly nudged her cheek in answer. ”Still working on my den.” He offered a little exasperated. ”Haven’t even decided on where it should be.” Song chuckled softly, wondering if she expected something more exciting than that. ”Where is a respectable lady like you going at this hour?” He countered with a raised brow.