by Betty Hanawa
“Thanks, but we have to leave. They may have reinforcements coming.”
“They won’t breach our barriers again. We’ll get you both out and on your way in the morning. We have ways of getting people out without outsiders being the wiser. Nice to meet you, Dylan. Haley, if you decide to drop this wildcat, the Most Senior Wife has instructed me to tender an offer to you as Junior-to-Senior Wife.”
“No, thanks. I’m going to be with Dylan for a long time. We’re going to take care of something for him in the Davis Mountains, then I’ll drag him off to meet my family.”
“Sweetheart, just wait until you meet my family.”
“Go back to bed and try to get some rest, you two.”
Hawksky shut the door to the suite. Dylan and Haley stumbled back to bed eager to once again explore each other’s bodies.
When they exhausted themselves, Haley snuggled against Dylan’s chest. She started to drift to sleep when she heard a rumbling. A slight vibration fluttered Dylan’s chest under her cheek.
“Dylan, wake up. You pickle head, you snore.”
“Not snoring, wasn’t asleep,” Dylan said, cuddling her close to him. “I’m happy. Did some internet research. Kept wondering what caused the sound I made while watching you sleep. Small wildcats make a chuffle when they breathe out. It’s as close as I can get to a purr. And I plan to be purring happily with you for the rest of my life.
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