He turned his head so he could look at Richard lying there. I'd never met her in physical person, but I'd met her metaphysically, and that had been bad enough. I only had time to register that one was our guy, and the rest weren't. He wasn't happy with the monsters lately, which rubbed off on me because I was way too intimate with the monsters.
The leopard didn't mind. He said in that growling voice, Me next. Very well, ma petite. His shoulders slumped, and he pressed his face against the top of my head, one hand on the back of the seat, and the other around my waist.
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