Redsand Canyon My heart has teeth.

She was too chuffed to argue with him, though she snorted as she drew back a little to better read his lips. She was probably stuck with those titles, she realized, and Towhee really didn’t like them. But all her more valid misgivings aside, she realized there was a lot she would put up with when it came to this stupidly endearing man who had somehow captured her toothy old heart.

Fine, hubby, she snarked, nipping at his cheek. I am fucking tired, Towhee announced in the very next breath. And this means I’m not above a cuddle, as if she hadn’t been snuggling him all along. I get to be big spoon, she drawled through a yawn, moving to head back inside.