Feeling Henry appear beside me, I grabbed his wrist and jerked him to myself so that he'd have to look at me.
Henry grinned, his eyes glued to my lips as he placed one hand against the tree trunk behind me.
"So assertive?" He tilted his head, listening for any possible danger around us without looking away from me.
I leaned against the tree and scrutinized him, unsure how he would take the news.
I had reacted on instinct just now; in the end, there was no reason to, nor anything I could do.
We were here already, and things were how they were.
"You don't want me to look?" Henry bent down, coming damn close.
"Then I won't."
His obedient words gave me an untimely thrill.
I cupped his face and placed my lips on his for a kiss and a lick.
"You can look, but you aren't allowed to feel hurt." I breathed in his breath and continued,
"But if you get hurt anyway, I'll get you cotton candy."
