"We all wake up NAKED and you're worried about your GODDAMN CAR?" Shock jolted Kami out of her frozen in-between state and she sat up, palms slamming flat against the mattress beneath her, jarring it to a point even Jack could feel. The sheet fell down unheeded to her waist, leaving her bare and slightly golden in the sunlight streaming through the window. Her eyes snapped fire that hadn't been seen even in the first panic of waking up. She pounded the mattress again, her body jiggling in response.
Of course, she knew that Shae loved his precious car - more than even the bulk of men she had known. But to be more worried about his car than the apparent fact that the three of them had gotten so messed up and then slept together? That was beyond insane. Insane and... Almost insulting. Something in the back of her mind laughed at her reaction and she felt the warm flush of embarrassment touch her cheeks again. This time, though, it was compounded by flash-point brushes with memory, rife with sensory feedback. Wind in her hair, cold air touching every inch of exposed skin, then warm fur beneath fingertips and smooth feathers against her cheek.
Kami's eyes locked onto Shae's naked form and she bit her bottom lip. She wanted to look around and see if she could find their clothing or, god help them, condom wrappers but somehow she could not quite manage it. All she could do was stare at the bounty hunter's very familiar backside and will her heart to stop beating so fast. Finally, she closed her eyes for an instant and then looked sidelong to find Jack staring at her. The weight of his too-blue eyes on her naked skin brought a shiver on and she suddenly realized her total exposure. Her fingers clutched at the sheet and tugged it upwards. "Shit," she hissed. "We really, really... Oh, god."