A word from Cat

Greetings all! Surprise, it’s me, Cat. That’s Catherine Alexander-Blair du Montjean if you’ve forgotten or if, heaven forbid, we’ve not met before. I’m sure you expected to hear from T.S. but it’s the weekend and she’s off playing with her spinning wheels. So, let’s get acquainted, shall we? I thought this would be the PERFECT forum for a little Q & A between us. You know, you could ask me what it’s like in my world, well, technically it’s more Amon’s world than mine. In return, I could ask you questions like “What’s your blood type?”, “How often do you eat red meat?”, and “How late do you stay awake at night?” Unfortunately, when I mentioned the matter in passing to my mate he rolled those gorgeous blood-red eyes, sighed heavily, and shook his head. Then, and I can hardly believe this myself, he actually wagged one impossibly long index finger at me and hissed “No, no, no, Little One!” After all this time that Master Vampire still will not stop calling me that. He insists it’s a term of endearment. I’m pretty sure it’s something else again, after all I’m NOT little! Good thing he’s sexy as hell and I’m a pushover for those long legs, that narrow waist, and those broad shoulders, right? Oh well, so no Q & A. I’m sure we can find other ways to enjoy some time together. Uh-oh! I just heard the back door open and close so it’s likely T.S. has just come in. I’d better scoot. Don’t worry, I’ll be back. LOL! TTFN!