"Being related by blood and all."

Joanna dismissed the excuse with a wave of her hand.

"Mind putting some lotion on my back?"

"Get one of the boys to do it. If I did it, we'd probably put some of these youngsters through puberty.

“I'd say a few of them already made it," the werecobra replied, staring over her sunglasses at the captain of the football team.

“Joanna --"

“I know, I know. Stay away from the veal."

Heda laughed.

"Slut."

“You say it like it's a bad thing." Joanna looked around.

"Oh Anthony," she called adoringly.

Heda got out of her chair before the hardcore flirting started. True, Joanna was bonking Edgar those days, and Anthony was more often than not in Carla's company, but the two just enjoyed playing with each other far too much. Instead, she headed to the waterslide, grabbing Madison by the hand as she walked by.

"I guess that means we're leaving," Madison said, hurrying to catch up.

"You know, if you're just gonna interrupt me, the least you could do is —'

Heda turned around and planted a kiss that had Madison up on her tippy-toes in no time.

From somewhere across the property, two fatherly voices shouted, "A little decorum!"

Madison looked confused, her eyes scrunched behind her sunglasses.

Because many of Morgan's friends were human, Madison was having to keep up the "blind" act.

"How do they know?"

"It's like radar for fathers," Heda explained.

"Don't ask me how it works. I just ignore it." Then she gave Madison another kiss, just to drive the point home. When she broke, "Damn, you Look good. No problems?"

"Nah. Last of the burns cleared up the day before you called. Now, I'm just under house orders to drink lots of fluids. Really, a fish would be on a twelve-step recovery program from all the water I drink."

“I'm glad your internship interview went well."

Madison Lit up like a bulb, her grin shining for all the world to see.