Victor knocked with one knuckle and said he'd left an extra blanket outside. Felicity thanked him through the door. By the time he came back in the morning, she'd fallen asleep in Damien's lap, woken with a stiff neck and worked out the least painful way to get her tail out from under his knee. Marriage to a snake apparently came with a learning curve.
"Victor had the cubs dressed before I got my boots on," Voss told her from the doorway. "They went to breakfast with him. Did you want the bath while there's hot water?"
She reached for him with both hands. "I'd love the bath, but I'd marry you all over again if you could get me there without making me walk."
Voss had her up against his chest before Damien had quite woken. Damien caught him by the wrist. For half a second she could feel both men pulling, and her sore backside had unkind things to say about both of them.
"I asked him to carry me, sweetheart. If you want to do something for me too, find me a pair of clean underwear."
