“You’re an idiot.” Eris sat on the floor fuming. “Why couldn’t you have dropped the bad guy before he locked us in, instead of a carefully timed microsecond too late?”
Roxy pouted. “You know how it is—I’m just an assistant. You can’t expect a mere assistant to think things through. Of course, if I was a full partner it would be a different matter. And it’s not like I’m not qualified to be your partner. After all, I’ve got a degree in parapsychology—or I will do, when my undergraduate course finishes two and a half years from now. And I’ve got a black belt in karate. Not to mention fantastic t**s and a really cute butt. And then…”
“Okay, you made your point—partner.” Eris got to her feet and looked around the basement. “Maybe I can pick up the right combination in another orgasmic vision.
