“I am not convinced these human holidays are worth it.” He gestures at our small cave, still leaf-strewn from his earlier efforts. “Look at all the work I did, and not a single kiss on my cock from my mate.” My snort of derision turns into giggles, and I punch him in the side. “Your mate was a little busy today.” “So she was.” He grins, and I realize he was teasing.
