Redsand Canyon match point

was she a mind reader?

he looked at her without hesitation, brows furrowed as he prepared to hear something serious — mainly because she sounded so serious.

then she hit him with the unexpected. gassy. he should have expected nothing less from her and his features twisted with gross delight.

then no fish for you. he jested back. i don't want to smell you all night from next door. he snorted, swinging his head away from her, back towards the river.