Redhawk Caldera Wilted colors.

It happened again. Her heart sank when Reyes mentioned he'd only said that because he'd feared for her life, after all. She drew in a breath, trying to metaphorically square her shoulders a bit. Maybe she was just being oversensitive because of everything else. Honestly, that was very likely.

But then Reyes laughed and Towhee realized he was fucking with her and not in the good way. She had half a mind to slap his ball sack with deadly force but, heck, if they were in this, then she would need those next year, and the year after that...

Besides, she was too weak with relief to feel mad. "I want you." She didn't even take the bait when he called her Towhee Rivaini. Fuck, she thought, I kinda like that. This discussion wasn't over yet, though Towhee would have to do a whole 'nother round of contemplation.

She marched past him, bumping him with her hip and tossing over her shoulder, "Does it? I wouldn't know." Towhee glanced over her shoulder with a slight smirk. "C'mon, you. I want you too. In my bed. Right now." Onward, she proceeded, though she did think to clarify even as she faced forward, "For naps."