Coconut Grove Pleasing The God [M]

He'd no sooner slipped free of her before he was kissing her cheek with a half-assed goodbye. She called out after his quickly retreating form half-heartedly:

               "Will I see you again?"

She didn't expect him to stop, and with a shake of her ivory fur, she stopped to watch the waves and let them rock against her legs. The Angelo didn't want anything more from him than he'd already probably provided, but it would've been nice to do that a couple more times.... For breeding purposes, of course. She didn't, however, plan to be with anyone else, despite missing the general attention that came from the act; she felt weird about crossing men when she was trying to make pups. Maybe that was from already having had pups with a man who was once her mate, but another part of it was that she simply wanted to know who the father was. 

Eventually, as the adrenaline faded from her veins, the cold reached her bones. Shivering and fluffing out her coat, the woman decided she would still spend the night here beneath the coconut trees. Settling beneath one of the palms so that she could still watch the stars flicker to life above the waves, Giana thought to herself a long while. Names, hopes of what they would look like with her beautiful fur and the handsome Abernathy male she'd coupled with.