“So, are we going to talk about what you said last night?” “What’s to discuss, my love?” I flinched at the casual promotion from Rabbit to Love. “That! Right there, what is that about?” Fallon leaned closer and draped an arm around my shoulders. “Do humans in your culture not use pet names?” He furrowed his brows and thought for a moment. “I could say ‘Honey,’ but it doesn’t quite fit.” “You shouldn’t be calling me either! My name is Cinnamon. Or Cin for short. I’m not your wife either.”
