Ivy laughs lightly then stops abruptly, her face heating dangerously when he asks about marriage. “Are-are you sure? I love you so much, and I’d love to spend the rest of my life with you, but this is something neither of us can come back from. And- well I was just going to say that I’m okay with Bast and Sobek being together in mortal bodies, as long as they both change clothes or do something so I know it’s not you and Winter.”
“Well when it changes like that, it’s not really my voice anymore. It’s Bast’s.” ’Hell yeah you better not take credit for my beautiful voice.’ When Bast’s thoughts cut through Winter’s mind, her eyes flicker, then something changes in her blue eyes. Somehow they’re brighter, almost electrifying. She circles Sage, scanning for an opening. When she reaches his back, the padding of her feet silent, she pounces and shifts. Winter’s human legs wrap around Sage’s hips and hook inside his legs. She chokes him from behind and buried her face in his back.