It took me a while to realize they were getting hot. Then fingers slowly linked with mine. A lazy smile spread across my face. “I have to go patrol, ma chérie. And you have to go inside before the sun sets.” I tightened my fingers around his. “No,” I said, squeezing my eyes shut. His lips pressed against my forehead. I flopped onto the grass, tugging him down too. He hovered over me, his weight on his forearms as he lightly brushed his lips against mine. I growled. That was not the kiss I was going for.
