Whitefish River And as the sky's falling down,

If he was smart, Riley would have given up for a bit in the hopes to catch Orlaith off guard later. Instead, he struggled until he was tired and wholly defeated.

The entire time, Orlaith refused to budge.

Worming himself into a position slightly less uncomfortable, Riley's yellow gaze glinted with rueful humor laced with a slight suggestion of resentment. "Around." Riley answered begrudgingly, slipping in a "you're not my girlfriend, get off my dick."