Mia swiftly closed the tent, and without the cold night wind, our breath gradually raised the temperature inside.
She stood still in complete silence for an agonizing second before crawling toward me, staring me down as she watched my every reaction.
Her steps were slow and deliberate. Centimeter after centimeter, as our distance shrank, her excitement grew, and her lips curled into an increasingly dangerous smile.
Once she was just within reach, I hesitantly extended my hand and stroked under her chin. Though she briefly purred and closed her eyes, they snapped open almost immediately after.
In one quick, decisive move, she turned around and grabbed my wrist. As her weight rested on my lap, she pushed her back against me until I felt the tent walls behind me.
Seemingly satisfied, she slowly pulled both of my arms down, holding them over her stomach.
