I could feel his heartbeat slowing while I watched his reaction to his own name.
He looked… hurt. Disturbed, even, that I had noticed.
Did he not think I would know?
More of this silent moment passes and I can’t help but let my eyes travel over him. He looks as he did before.
Huge.
His rippling muscles exposed under tufts of wavy, thick, black charcoal colored fur at his points similar to my own, minus, of course, the extra fur that covers his lower abdomen and round’s his hips. Not that I… well, okay, so I can't help but check him out, but this is the closest we’ve been to each other since I turned my back on him. I groan the moment I look down between us and of course, my legs are open wide to him making this even more awkward.
“I…” he begins to speak and my eyes dart back to
