"Did you come here thinking that if you pushed ma petite hard enough she would crack open and be gentle and feminine in the way of Julianna?"
"It wasn't just you, Jean-Claude, but Asher, too. He never seemed to have a physical type, but personality; he liked gentle, laughing, comfortable women. Belle used to accuse him of being addicted to peasants, when it came to women."
"And you reasoned that if one woman had kept both of us happy, she must meet the criteria for both of us."
Auggie nodded.
"Logical," Jean-Claude said. "Wrong, but logical. I had forgotten that about you."
"Forgotten what?"
"That you tried to make of love and emotions something logical, something that could be understood."
Auggie frowned at him. "You're making fun of me."
Jean-Claude shook his head. "No, but I would remind you that Asher went on his own and found Julianna. I loved her with all my heart and soul, but she was not of my choosing. I came to love her, but I did not begin to love her."
"So I've got faulty data."
"If you like," Jean-Claude said.
Auggie looked at me, with Nathaniel still wrapped around me. "Micah's right. I think like a lion. I don't see Nathaniel as a problem, because he's submissive. I do feel the need to prove myself more dominant than the other dominants in your bed. But, damn, there are a lot of them."
I shrugged, holding Nathaniel's arms like you'd keep a shawl from spilling down your arms. "Is that why you tried to grab Micah, and why you stared at him like he was some kind of hooker?"
Auggie shrugged. "Maybe."
"I don't dig the macho shit, Auggie. Flex your dominance on your own time, not on mine."
Auggie pointed behind us, turning us all to look at Noel. He was still on all fours waiting to be noticed. "You say your local Rex doesn't run his pride the way most do."
"He doesn't," Micah said.
"His lion is reacting like he knows the rules."
"Joseph's pride know how to be lions. They just don't do that whole Serengeti-plains-dominance-fight at each kill," Micah said.
"That's what it means to be a lion," Auggie said.
"Actually," I said, "lions native to forested regions don't do that. The flu-