Locke opened Willow’s door. She slid out at the same moment Nash appeared at mine. I unfolded myself from the car and licked his cheek. “Hey, lover.” Nash snorted. “Is licking lovers an O’Brian thing? I saw River do it to Rubes the other day.” “You ever see Cam lick Alexei?” “That’s the weirdest sentence you’ve ever said.” “Valid, though. For your O’Brian theory.”
