I’m back…with snuggles! Oops, I made a cute (while I ignore anatomy because what even is that?)
Her fingers threaded through his hair, light and warm like the sunlight that filtered through the tree and dappled their skin with patches of light. He shifted in her lap and looked up at her, a smile on his lips that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “You sure you don’t want to sit on my good side?” he asked.
She bowed her head, arm thrown over his chest, and pressed a soft kiss to his scarred eyelid. “I am sitting on your good side,” she said.