~ SASHA ~
It was awful seeing him so shaken. She shushed him and stroked his face while he breathed and tipped his forehead against hers. Zev fought with himself, she could feel it in the tension in his steel arms, and the way he pressed his body into hers.
He kissed her at one point and she pulled him in tight, hands in his hair, letting herself tease his lips and tongue, doing anything she could to reassure him that she was there—or to distract him if that would work.
Zev's breathing got louder and he walked her backward into one of the trees, leaning on the trunk, holding her chin, and delving into her mouth in ways that made her breath come faster too.
He was still trembling, but she could feel the tension easing slowly as she clawed her fingers down the back of his scalp, the kneaded his neck.
