Whitefish River Spring Fever

"No. No it is fine." She was quick to assure him. "I didn't mean to leave because of you or anything you did." She shifted as he moved in closer. It was like a pull was going on around her. One side compelling her close, the other to keep him at arms length.

"You just what?" She inquired softly, peering into his face. Trying to get a read of him. Of his emotions and what may be going on in that head of his. Malila knew perfectly well why she was feeling the way she did today. But what no one had ever taught her was how she should act around her species of the opposite sex. Instinct told her one thing. Logic told her another.