Harvey gives a derisive snort. “Come on. Don’t you kids know anything? You ever seen a tomcat fight a female?” Willa’s body is taut with barely contained laughter, while Cade groans and scrubs a hand over his beard. “They start off scratching and screaming at each other—” “Dad, please stop.” Cade braces his forearms against the edge of the table, staring at his place setting.
