“Do you wanna just climb into my lap, Rosa?” he teased. “Well this bench is cold on my ass,” I commented lightly. “You might cause a Lioness riot if you do,” he joked. “Is that a challenge?” Roary’s golden eyes fixed on mine and a mischievous glint flashed in them as he leaned towards me. “I bet you won’t…” he purred. Gah that damn game!
Grrrrrrrrrd
