Broken Antler Fen they say he's changed

was this really happening here?
ibis was here. wasn't that why she had come? it hadn't been for this man — it had been for her. but he was closer now, the masculine scent of him reminding teya that there were other options for distraction.
why should she keep a promise when it didn't change the outcome?
she had become selfish; wanting; when he moved to touch her she would arch feline and intrigued against the strength of his body. they both wanted one another. she saw no reason to wait, and boldly urged him forward with a fall of her lashes.
the fen was hers for a while.