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Okay, too much information, Towhee’s inner voice exclaimed, right before her brain started making some very interesting connections. Bridget had slept with Teya, who had slept with Reyes, who had slept with Towhee. Her insides squirmed a little, even before she also remembered that Teya had slept with Bronco, who had been her son-in-law… via Fennec…

Bridget’s declaration scattered her thoughts. Despite herself, Towhee smiled and nodded her agreement. And she laughed at the woman’s very vague innuendo. It was weird to think everything might’ve been different, if she’d only had a slightly different anatomy…

That made Towhee think of her own aberration in that department, a thought which coincided with Bridget’s frank statement. Now heat flushed all over her body as she shifted her weight. Her thoughts became uncomfortably jumbled. With an edge of hysteria to it, that inner voice wondered what Bridget would even think if she knew the truth about Towhee’s weird equipment.

Nobody’s my type, she said quickly, which was the honest truth. I’m done with romance and probably sex too, if I’m being totally candid. She paused, then Towhee couldn’t help herself. But, really? Hot? Don’t think I’ve ever gotten that one, even before I was a crusty old grandma.