“Bunnies are the women who spend time with the Mayhem men.” More than a hint of resentment and bitterness was present in her biting sentence. I understood it. I really understood it. I’d never in my life felt as feral as I did at that moment. I wanted to climb on his lap and make sure no bunnies came anywhere near him. And if I left a few love bites on his neck to mark my territory… Oh well.
