No one wants to hear you speak, Bradie Boy," Kitten said in that scratchy voice of hers.

"Like that's ever stopped me. I can't believe we've got a bird and a cat in the car." Bradley chuckled. "I guess that makes me animal control. Nice."

"I'm a Teran," Kitten said tightly, "not a cat. And if I hear you call me a cat one more time, I'll scratch your eyes out. Understand?"

"Oh, I understand. I just don't think you'll like what I'm understanding, which is that you can't wait to get your hands on me.

Author: Gena Showalter