Hideaway Strath Tore my shirt to stop you bleedin'

This time she was able to knock him to the ground, and she gave a soft, excited laugh as they fell. She landed on top of him and immediately had to dodge his snapping jaws. No matter how much she tried to avoid his teeth, he was too quick and she found herself at his mercy even though she had the higher ground.

She stopped moving and let her gaze fall on him. His hold wasn't painful or hard, but it was firm. Okay, she said softly. You win. This time anyway. One day, she would win and she would get to look at him smugly.