Page 148 of Night's Fall
I looked at the blobs and caught sight of the cheese dust on my fingertips.
Comet, who had been quiet and content (for once) passed out on the back of the couch, got up and howled his displeasure atAleksei’slate arrival.
Nova made her approach, scrunch nose first, but thought better of it, because she was female, so she turned around and shook her booty at him.
She did not go wanting,Aleksei’slong fingers scratched the base of her tail.
She lifted it further.
Yep.
Female.
Jupiter, who’d been lying at the foot of the couch-bed as far away from me as he could get, got into seated position, his tail sweeping the luxurious upholstery, his somber gaze onAleksei.
“I was feeling lazy,”Ianswered.
He moved around the arm of the couch-bed, then crawled in on all fours.
I watched, avidly, and managed not to have an orgasm, narrowly.
He lowered himself to his stomach, next to my legs, and reached into the tub of blobs.
“Vid pause,”Icalled, beforeIasked, “Howwas your meeting?”
“First, didGermaineget in touch with you?”
“No,”Ianswered cautiously because it was iffyI’dwant to know why she would.
“You scored a ninety-seven percent approval rating in a poll she conducted after the pics from the photo op hit.”
So three percent didn’t approve of a woman they didn’t know a danged thing about?
“I sense, since you mentioned this, it’s important,”Iremarked. “SoIhope to cause no offense whenIsayI’mnot sureIcare.”
“Mom was the highest paid and most popular screen star at the time her engagement toDadwas announced.Shewas beloved.Andshe only scored an eighty-nine percent.”
“Oh, so my score is good.”
He swallowed the blobs he was chewing and just stared at me.
“Not good?”Iasked, confused.
“Bissi, that is, for something like that, off the fucking charts.”
Oh.
I beamed.
“My last approval rating was eighty-six percent,” he shared.
I frowned.
“What’s the problem with fourteen percent of theFall?”Isnapped.
He grinned and popped some blobs in his mouth.
“Do you do this kind of thing often?”Iasked.
