QUOTE : Bitch, please. You try and run in snowshoes.” She gives an adorably indignant snort. “Then we can talk about who’s sweating and who’s not.”<br /><br />“This bitch will be happy to take you for a bath, then.”<br /><br />A startled giggle bursts out of her, and my sac tightens in response. I am filled with longing for her. “Oh my god, that’s so cute. You called yourself bitch.”<br /><br />“Should I not? You called me bitch.” I move to the front of the cave to grab a bowlful of snow to toss onto the fire.<br /><br />“Bitch is insulting, but lovingly so.” Brooke chuckles.<br /><br />“Humans have strange language.” I ignore the way my heart hammers at her description. Lovingly so. “Drink your tea fast, then, bitch.”<br /><br />“Oh boy. No, you can’t use it like that.