Tufty let out a little squeal of delight, bouncing up and down in his seat.
Yes, he was an idiot and a pain in the hoop, but you had to admit he made a pretty good mechanical-gorilla-spider-sidekick for an evil genius.
Logan turned and smiled at Tara. Leaned in, closed his eyes and kissed her. Her lips tasted of warm cherries and vanilla ice cream.
The kind of taste you’d never get tired of.
The kind of taste you could spend the rest of your life with.
On the screen, people started screaming.