Firefly Glen Take you like a drug;

]Cole watched her gaze flicker to the rabbit, a subtle interest that didn’t escape his attention. With a quiet, unceremonious motion, he let the catch fall from his jaws to the ground, nudging it forward in a silent offering as his eyes returned to her.


Could you? he asked, voice low and steady, holding her gaze with an intensity that was calm yet unyielding.

Then, after a beat, he added with quiet curiosity, Would you?

It wasn’t just a question of hunger, and the words hung between them, charged with an undercurrent that hinted at more than just a meal shared on the edge of the wilderness.