Bianca stretched like a small cat and O’ Grady, lying beside her, thought in amusement that she would just need to purr; it would complete the picture. Rolling over, onto her side, she caught his look and frowned at him.

Wagging a finger at him threateningly, she cried,

“You’ve got a snarky look on your face, Mr O’Grady.”

He gave a strangulated shout as he watched her flop on her side, uncaring of the bay in her belly.

“For the sake of Sweet Jaysus and all ...