Kiss the Enemy (Slye Temp)
“He shouldn’t have nodded off for so long, but there was only so much a body could take. From the soft light outside, he guessed it was barely dawn. The sound of dry grass being stepped on and pushed aside rustled softly. He remained perfectly still, hoping Violet, aka Jane of the Jungle, stayed asleep until he determined what was out there. She slept on her side, spooned close to his chest. He slipped his fingers around the stock of the pistol he’d placed on the ground in front of her, keeping it within easy reach. She should be sleeping behind him where he could shield her, but the hardheaded woman wouldn’t hear of it, so he had her wrapped as securely as he could in his arms.Not that he was complaining at the moment. Asleep, she was soft and pliant, fitting perfectly along his body. Dark hair fell across her face and over her shoulders. He’d finally get a good look at her when the sun showed up. But he wouldn’t disturb her yet just to see her face. She was conked out. Another whispe...r of noise reached his ears.MoreLess
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