Chapter 7
They were most of the way to Animalistic’s front gate and Chad’s hand was still on Tucker’s elbow. “Are your claws for work?” Chad reached out gingerly for the human being with the metal body parts. “Are you part android?” Chad chuckled, but Tucker shuddered as the very tip of Chad’s shaky finger barely touched his fuzzy chest. “I mean, they’ve gone a long way with that sort of stuff out there in Hollywood—”
“I’m not an android! Not a robot! Not a caveman!” Chad pulled back, as if he might get his finger snapped off. Tucker looked over at him. Chad still looked unconvinced. “I’m a frigging human being, jerk-face!” Tucker said, his simmering emotions reaching the immature boiling point. “And you’re an…Stop looking at me,” he huffed. “You have no right to be in here. The park is
