<strong>"How else do you expect me to take a bath?"</strong>Zitka said. Either she was ignoring the obvious intimacy or was oblivious. She had yet to take her pants off, her fingers resting at the buckle of the belt.<strong>"And watch where ya rest yer head. My ears are sensitive."</strong>Whether she intended to or not, Zitka's tail had brushed against Avira's back.