Walker's POV:
Waking up, I pull the warm lump next to me closer. I open my eyes and peer down at her. She's curled up, her hand clutching my shirt. Her hair is flowing in ricochets down her back. She's unbelievably beautiful like this, completely at ease without a care in the world, a little lioness momentarily tamed.
My mind returns to the night before. I'd thought I was teasing her with my words, "what do you want?" but in reality, I had been equally tempting myself.
Common sense said that it was a bad idea to kiss her but that hadn't stopped me. I'd lifted her chin towards me and allowed myself to do the one thing I knew I probably shouldn't. Her lips were soft yet firm as she kissed me back, her hand going to my neck, pulling me closer.
The kiss quickly escalated, my tongue seeking entry into her mouth, licking along the length of her bottom lip. It yielded but her tongue was waiting for mine, ready to compete for dominance.
My little lioness was not easy to tame.