Their book and something long, thin, and pink emerges in her hands.
There's mischief on her face as she glimpses him, eyes holding a secret, and then she's wiggling down into the blanket. "Come on."
She doesn't stop until she disappears completely.
Sesshoumaru stares for a moment, brows arching when a weak light begins to glow through the fabric.
What is…
Pulling the blanket over his head, he indulges her.
"It's a book light," she whispers, pointing at the illuminated pages as he scoots closer. "Not quite like the cave, but"—her grin softens—"we can still share this."
