Sheila's Point Of View

I was standing at the edge of a cliff, staring at the beautiful work of nature. It was the first light of dawn, and the sun was barely rising. Birds were flying high, chirping a beautiful morning melody. The sight was simply exquisite. And he was there, beside me.

I could feel his strong minty breath brushing against my neck with his strong arms wrapped around me, imprisoning me in his arms. I felt Killian's rugged hands on my soft and milky ...