~ ZEV ~
"Zev?" Sasha pushed up on her elbow, leaning over him, alarmed. He'd placed himself closest to the mouth of the cave to make sure he lay between her and any danger that might appear during the night. So she looked from him to the fire, to the cave mouth, searching for a threat.
She didn't realize the threat lay right next to her.
"Zev! What is—"
"I'm not—there's nothing happening, Sash, I'm just… I just thought of something."
"What? What is it?" She stopped scanning the cave and stared down at him, her hair falling in a burnished wave around her shoulders.
He stroked it back, away from her face and sighed. "We will mate," he said. "And we'll make a home. And we'll… eventually we might have children."
Her cheeks pinked, but she nodded. "Yes. So?"
