She laughed and bit at her lip before twisting away. “It won’t matter if you don’t get out of the car.” Helios chose that moment to start purring, and she grabbed the handle of his carry-case. “Yes, I’ll start with you, furbutt.” Ducking out of the car, she deliberately put a little sway in her hips as she went inside, popping the trunk open as she went.
“…Furbutt? Such an original come-back! Bet that took you the whole drive to think of that one, huh?” Isaac teased her mercilessly, unbuckling his seatbelt and then clambering out of the car. Stopping to shamelessly eye the tantalizing sway of her hips as she moved round to the rear of the car, he licked at his lips and then angled his head back, smiling and closing his eyes as the sun warmed his face.
“I was talking to the /cat/,” she shouted back, through the open front door. “Bring my bag in, please? I’m going to open up the house.” She set Helios loose in the master bedroom, casting an approving glance at the king-size bed. The double glass doors led out to the beach, and she opened them, letting a salt-laden breeze stream through, before heading back out to the car.