“You don’t know him.” “I know enough. He clearly relates better to animals than people.” “What does that mean?” she hissed. “It means he probably relates better to four-legged pussies than the one between your legs.” I shrugged. She fell back in laughter, and I grabbed the oar to keep the boat steady. “That’s rich, even for you, Niko. Maybe it makes him an expert.” She wriggled her brows.
