Date: 2010-12-12 12:24 am (UTC)
"I'll share you, I guess," he grumbled playfully, the thrum of the engine under his legs. Instinctively his arms wrapped around Jim as they drove down the road.

They had to pass the town before they could head out toward the mountains, and Bones could see the town's residents and tourists making the change from afternoon activities to night time outings. It really was a magnet for all sorts of species, humanoids (and others).
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