He held out his hand, and when I took it, he tugged me along deeper into the woods until his parents’ house was no longer visible. He pressed me against a massive tree and cupped my cheek. “Let me eat you here,” he rasped. My eyes widened. “Someone could walk up on us.” “Bacon,” he called, and his dog came running. “Sit and guard.” The dog sank to the ground and actually began to scan the surroundings.
