“What’s the problem, ladies? If you’re fighting over me, don’t bother. I make it a point never to date outside my species.” The tension deflated like a punctured balloon. “Dream on, hairball,” said Holly. “Nightmare, more like,” added Juliet. “I make it a point never to date anyone who lives in a dung heap.” Mulch was unperturbed. “You’re both in denial. I have that effect on females.” “I don’t doubt it,” said Holly, grinning.
