Redsand Canyon Put your hands on my _____.

For sure!

He accepted the invitation and Towhee bobbed her head, then began moving. They fell into step with one another and she hoped he wouldn’t mind the snail’s pace. She didn’t feel any particular need to say anything else, allowing herself to get lost in her thoughts a bit as they wandered toward the borders.

She didn’t even have to ask him his stance on children. She already knew he wanted them, thought they were “cute.” Towhee snorted and then covered it with a cough and a sideways glance. She tried to put that train of thought aside for now and focus on their tandem task, though she couldn’t help but shoot Maxim speculative glances every few moments the entire patrol.