If he'd been outside the blanket, even the slight trace of her tongue probably would have left a cool streak on Kevin's back and made him shiver. But her tongue was warm and the air under the blanket was warm - really, wonderfully, cozily warm - so it just made his skin tingle in a different way.
"Present your findings, Dr. Shitzu," he said, chuckling into the blanket at the reference to the way he'd greeted her for the first time he'd seen her in four years - when she'd broken into his house. He still maintained that holy shit, Su! sounded an awful lot like holy shitzu when spoken fast enough.