Literature
An Angel with Horns (Chapter 13)
“PRIVATE PROPERTY: TRESPASSERS WILL BE PROSECUTED” The rusty sign nearly snapped from its posting when Andrés blasted by it. With each and every banking turn, Gazelle found herself clinging to the snowmobile for dear life. She had a suspicion the Jaguar was showing off for their starry-eyed guest, who, having barely set foot out of the Vidal household, seemed to be enjoying the time of her life. “Slow down!” Gazelle bleated into the headwind. “It’s a snowmobile, not a fighter jet!” “Oye! Ignore her, Andrés!” Cattleya shot back, lifting herself so that her mouth rested beneath his ears. “Show me what this sled can do!” Andrés spared no hesitation in his decision, only a teasing glance behind him as the snowmobile reared into the air. Cattleya cheered and wrapped herself around his leather jacket, holding the feline not because she needed to, but because she could. And Gazelle, in spite of sisterly judgment, felt just a bit glad that Andrés had ignored her request. Svalbard yard