Lion And The Falcon (Furry United Coalition) - Plot & Excerpts
Clarice didn’t sleep with her bed partners. She didn’t cuddle. And she most especially didn’t lie splayed across them like a downy eiderdown, so relaxed and content she didn’t want to move. What is happening to me? They’d had sex. Great sex. So why did a part of her long to kiss the stubble on his chin? Why did she want to wiggle her hips and see if something would wake up and give her a good morning? Why did she want to stay pressed against him, cozy and warm when there was a job to do? The conclusion stole her breath. Oh no, I’m starting to care for him. Just the mere thought, the frightening idea, caused her heart to flutter in panic. No. She couldn’t fall for the lion. They were too different. He was too high maintenance. His mother was a nut job—a fun nut job, but still, crazier than a loon. Clarice didn’t belong with him, in his world. She had a job, an apartment, a life—of sorts—back in her own city.
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