11 - HOLD

~Harley’s Point of View~

*Holy fuck she’s so beautiful,* Jaxson swoons as we watch Dakota swimming in and out of the waterfall.

We’d just had an awesome hunt, and we’d scored a nice coyote to eat. Could have done better, but it was enough for us to share. We’ll make up for it tomorrow.

Sure she’s been quiet and not terribly nice but she’s here and I gotta start somewhere.

When Dakota notices me gawking at her, I swim closer.

“Oh good, for a minute I couldn’t tell if you had a stroke or just went blank,” she chides. My insides heat, absolutely loving her insults. She’s quick and thinks on her feet. I love a girl who speaks her mind.

*But the hard to get thing is too much of a tease,* Jaxson whines.

“Just admiring the view,” I say, because it's the damn truth. She ignores my comment.

“Well we still have an hour of daylight if we’re lucky, I have some work to do,” she says, turning toward the shore line.

“Like what,” I say, knowing there can’t be anything better than a wet Dak