Are you a raisin? Cause you’re raising my hopes for a kiss right about now.

Gil followed Modesty at a lazy pace. A few steps behind the long-legged beauty, he enjoyed the view until she stopped on the shores of the bird filled island. His brow quirked in curiosity as he watched her stand there. Was it weird being here for her? Unlike Modesty, he had no attachment to anywhere so the emotions were lost on him. Still, he would be there for his mate no matter what.

Drawing closer to her, he pressed against her side and laid his head over her neck. “We could go for a swim,” he murmurs as he lets his tail swish behind him and against her back legs. “Or we could do something a little more fun,” Gil lets his voice drop into a husky whisper as he pulls his head back and then reaches to tug on the tuft growing from her ear.

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