"Erina, I've missed you,"
a deep and gentle voice softly landed on her ear.
Flossie Wright was startled all of a sudden.
Perry Reed?!
"Let go."
Flossie Wright looked down at the pair of hands circling her waist.
The fingers were long and well-defined, the knuckles prominent, but callused from wear.
Very tight.
And it hurt a bit.
"Don't move," Perry Reed said with a light smirk, leaning in close to her, almost whispering in her ear.
Flossie Wright held back a grimace and frowned, "How did you get here?!"
"I missed you,"
Perry Reed answered swiftly, his words tinged with ambiguity.
"..."
After a moment, Flossie Wright simply changed the subject, "How did you find me?"
The jungle was vast; even if Perry Reed knew where they were training for wilderness survival, a large-scale search wasn't possible since the Military District was monitoring from the skies.
So—
how did he find her?
"Want to know?" Perry Reed's voice asked in a low tone.
"Mhm,"