Chapter Sixteen of The Velveteen Tortoise is now available.
Luna the Baby Bunny
“Luna.” Emys snags my attention with her ‘make-better-choices’ tone. “If you are unharmed, stand.”
Right. We can’t have Pyx zipping over here at his natural speed to see if I’m okay. You know, because secrets gotta stay secrets and all that.
I do a quick self-check. My face is flushed—hot with embarrassment and the first tingles of arousal—and my hands are heating up.
So, I toss out a crappy reply to buy me some time. “Just my backside and pride are kinda bruised.”
Emys—who’s still crouching—leans closer to me. “Do you need either to repair the drill?”
“Nah.” I wave off her concern. “Those only get in the way anyways.”
“Pride often does.”
“As for backsides…” Emys tilts her head, as if examining me from a different angle. “I have no advice for you in that regard.”
“How about ‘Next time, land on your feet, Luna’?”
“That goes without saying.”
“Says the woman who enters like a legendary badass.”
Emys pushes up to standing while still looking down at me. “I always enter like a warrior.”
Which of course means that I’d entered like, well, me. Luna the Tragically Uncoordinated…