“We could stop anywhere and you want to get fruit for lunch.” Summer put her hand over her face. “Okay, but I’m getting a hamburger.” Helios made a funny chirping meow, and she grinned. “I think he just told you he wasn’t innocent. Besides, you were fine with him being under the bed that first time … ” She stuck her tongue out at him and maneuvered through the traffic to the fast food place nearest to the highway.
“…I might have a hamburger too. I’m supposed to eat a lot of meats and proteins and stuff…” He sighed and thought longingly of strawberries, before shaking his head in defeat. Grimacing, he doubled over with laughter and eyed the cat warily. “And he’s not scarred for life how?”
“He is a strong brave kitty who …. doesn’t have any bits, so sex means nothing to him,” she grinned. “And if you ask nicely he might show you.” Reaching over, she poked his belly. “I should think you had better eat a lot of meat, all that werewolf energy has to come from somewhere. We’ll have a fruit picnic — maybe fondue? There’s a fondue set at the cabin.”