Redtail Rise And I felt his blood pour fast and hot,

No, like when t-- His words cut short as she aimed a playful swipe at his elbow. To stop, Riley thought belatedly, now realizing Masque had already committed by leaping away.

His brows furrowed and for several seconds he tried to work his mouth into compliance. By this point Masque had galloped off, and her glance towards him was all the invitation Riley needed for a long-suppressed emotion to spring to life in him.

He coursed after her, more bull than grace: his breath came in dogged grunts, his head low and weight central to his body as he gave chase to his far more nimble partner.