Chapter 3

“You spoil that pterodactyl.” Aurora shook her head, but her smile was warm, and Midnight laughed all the more.

“To think, we thought QC was just an ordinary pterodactyl, but she’s so much bigger than any of the others we’ve ever seen. And that’s why she’s so popular for our intrepid voyagers wanting their photographs. In the circumstances, a treat is the least we can give her.”

“I still can’t believe you called her Quetzalcoatl.” Aurora stood with her hands on her hips. “Feathered serpent? There isn’t a single feather on her.”

“No. But her neck is snake-like, and she flies. Anyway, QC likes her name. Help me suit up.” Midnight indicated the leather pants and jacket he’d left ready to change into.

The pants clung tenaciously to his skin as Midnight tugged them on with Aurora’s help.

“I wish there was an easier way.” Aurora huffed as she pulled the stiff leather up to Midnight’s knees before he tugged them up over his thighs. “I see far too much of your skinny legs for my liking.