I closed my eyes instead. And Puck kissed me.
“If you are going to do that, would you mind not jostling the bed so much?”
came a sarcastic voice near the headboard. “Perhaps you could roll around on the floor.”
Blushing furiously, I looked up. Grimalkin lay on the pillow, watching us with
a bemused, half-lidded stare. Puck followed my gaze and let out an explosive sigh.
“Did I ever mention how much I hate cats?”
“Do not blame me, Goodfellow.” Grimalkin blinked, managing to sound
bored and indignant at the same time. “I was minding my own business long before you and the
princess started humping like rabbits.
— Julie Kagawa
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