"And rude," Mako said, mock grumbling while she moved backwards toward the door as easily if she'd been facing it. "They both like their necks and chests rubbed. I have video evidence if they haven't stolen my phone and hidden it somewhere again."

She turned the knob and pushed the door open with a huff. It was much warmer in the house but just cool enough to grab a blanket and curl up. Mako had been in and out more often than not to bump it up any further.