Vex's lips crashed down onto hers with a hungry force.
Ren's eyes went wide. She immediately tasted the sharp, metallic tang of his blood from the split lip she had just given him, mixing intoxicatingly with his natural, musky flavor.
Panic surged through her veins. Her first instinct was to scream at the top of her lungs, to violently push his broad chest away and run.
But logic struck her like a bucket of ice water. If she caused a loud commotion out here, Kael, Kaelen, and the entire newly formed village would definitely hear her. They would come rushing toward the trees in seconds. She would be caught red-handed in her lie. She was supposed to be squatting to pee, not aggressively making out with the manipulative Fox Shaman she claimed to despise!
Ren had fully intended on being stubborn. She swore to herself she wouldn't kiss him back. She wanted to stand like a rigid, unaffected statue.
