Broken Antler Fen redmist

He couldn't read Teya. A part of Reyes was lost in the confusing feelings he held for his wife, ex, whatever - and the newly introduced concept that Teya might be receptive to something between them. He had never considered anyone else for himself. Granted, Reyes had never been given a choice until he'd fallen for her - perhaps that was why he was so staunchly loyal.

The conversation moved on and Reyes was still reeling a bit. If Teya had meant it as a joke, he hadn't found it humorous. If she had been serious, he didn't know what to do with the new information - flummoxed.

Nice of her to offer a life-raft in that confusing moment.

Hunting -- I'd prefer hunting. He hastily, messily, acquiesced.

Better to focus on another target rather than the slim cut of Teya's body, or the off-putting thought of what Reyes might do to her. He thought immediately of two things: how aggressively he had hurt his son, and how passionately he had so often taken hold of his wife.