Whitney smacked Coop's snout while simultaneously pressing herself deeper into the couch. Coop fixed her with an unblinking ice-blue stare, gray-brown fur bristling along his spine.
"Tory!" Whitney squealed. "He's going to attack!"
"Maybe." I walked into the kitchen and snagged a Diet Coke from the fridge. "Try to protect your throat.

Author: Kathy Reichs

Whitney smacked Coop's snout while simultaneously pressing herself deeper into the couch. Coop fixed her with an unblinking ice-blue stare, gray-brown fur bristling along his spine. <br />"Tory!" Whitney squealed. "He's going to attack!"<br />"Maybe." I walked into the kitchen and snagged a Diet Coke from the fridge. "Try to protect your throat. - Kathy Reichs

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