Layla sucked in a sharp, quiet breath and blinked a few times.

Oh what. What. The fu

Given the months of preparation, Layla was slightly taken aback by the discomfort. Because it was not comfortable. It didn't hurt exactly, and it had a strange sort of near-familiarity, a feeling like there was promise. It was just a little surprising. She turned her face against Jamie's temple, breath working in stops and starts in her throat, soft but audible.