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"I'm sure that's what you meant," he teased, giving her a coy smile and an impish look. "So you like my voice. Good to know."

His gaze followed the movement of her tail, smiling to see that. He did like that movement, the advantages she had from her nature. "Oh no. I'm not bleeding, am I?'

Then he suddenly dove at her, trying to spear in the midsection with his shoulder.