she's going to seduce him omigawd
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There were instinctive desires within him too, and he could only imagine the number of things that ‘went on in the dark’, as Ezekiel had phrased it. He had gotten further information from Remy, but he could sometimes barely understand what the coydog was saying, so strange was his accent. Still, his eyes darkened a shade or two with desire and his smile turned hungry and wolfish. Then she was moving away from him and Max straightened up, taking the reins in his hand to keep his own heavy mount calm.
She pointed out his error and he opened his mouth to argue but found a teasing question shoved in his face. Max balked for an instant, shut his mouth, and stared at her. Was he that obvious? Was it even alright for him to think she was attractive, having just met her, having nothing more to go on then the fact that she was pretty?
It seemed to be alright, because the girl motioned to a more private area. Unsure of what her intentions were, he smiled and squeezed his legs, spurring his horse forward. “Maybe I do,” he teased, and shrugged lightly. “Why else would I let you win?”
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