'Fox girl?' Morag said, looking around. 'What fox girl?' She frowned. 'What is a fox girl, even?'
'Ice water? In the bedroom? I think not!' she told him. 'At least tell him to dry you off, afterwards....' She shook her head and immediately wished she hadn't.
She looked at Antonin. 'Which is hardly at all,' she remarked. 'Nikita has been keeping tabs on you for me,' she added. 'Let me owl Anthony,' she suggested. 'You've always said your talents are in areas other than healing. Maybe he can do something....'
She frowned, wondering when the hell they had gotten a cat.