*Soren*

As Mila hurried off, I tilted my head and watched her backside as she went. I had no intention of following her but I wasn’t above enjoying the way she looked as she left.

She was so… cute. I couldn’t think of a better way to describe it. She tried to be feisty and fierce, which I admired, but instead, it was like getting nipped at by an overly zealous puppy.

I had a puppy once. We’d play together and the more rambunctious I ...