Lost Creek Hollow you listen to me you muscle-bound handsome adonis.

Rannoch grinned, rapture pumping through his veins. "Oh?" he questioned in reply, smiling coyly. Rannoch remained flirtatious, despite his fatigue. "I don't think you did," he continued, "But, I must add, how nice it is to see you again, Mrs. Frostfur." He admired the splendor before him; Liffey was radiant, as always. 

"I'm glad that we're having more time to ourselves," Rannoch admitted, reflecting on how often they had been able to secure a babysitter for this children recently. The experience with their second litter was much different than their first. Suddenly, he flopped onto his side with an impish gleam in his eyes. "You've been putting me to work lately, too," Rannoch teased, pawing gently at Liffey's chin. 

"I like it."