Since when did Katchoo ever listen to anything but her heart when it came to Francine? Which was every reason that she'd moved in for the kiss in the first place, and every reason, now that she saw the look in Francine's eyes, she was nodding in agreement now.

"No," she said, voice rough like it killed her to say, and that was a horrible turn of phrase, wasn't it? "Not again . . . but you've gotta stay somewhere tonight, at least."