Just Miss Haze

The tent door opens letting a ray of sliver moon light. He quickly reaches out and grabs a dagger holding it under his blanket. With his eyes closed he heard the door shut and her soft foot steps. He held his breath as he prepared to lash out with the knife. His heart was beating faster and faster in his chest.

"Mister Morgan, you do know that sleeping bodies don't hold their breath?"

He relaxed as he recognized the voice. It was Miss Haze. A short blond, blue-eyed woman with the slender but strong muscles that came from doing actual work instead of just working out.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to pay my respects. I was out on a mission during the fight." She sat down onto the bed. "You're going to find that all the girl will try to seduce you." she pressed herself against your body. "I just wanted my chance."