Chapter Thirty One

“She just wants attention,” Bonnie said quietly. “My goodness, you are beautiful. Look at those feathers. You’re like a flying rain-bow.”

“Senor Dave’s regular! Squawk.”

Bonnie giggled and now David felt his cheeks heat. “That’s just obnoxious. Go away, bird.”

“Stop it,” Bonnie ordered, stretching up higher and managing to stroke a finger down Duchess’s chest. “You aren’t a duchess, are you? You’re a queen.”

“Queen Duchess! Pretty bird Queen. Four, three, two, one, pulse, pulse, pulse.”

“Great. A workout with our lunch.”

David offered Flora a mouthed apology when she returned with their drinks and the guacamole. Flora merely shook her head and laughed, her knee-length blue skirt bustling around her legs as she disappeared back into the cantina.

“You going to wash your hands after that?” David asked when Bonnie took her seat again.

“I guess I should.” Bonnie winced. “Be back in a second.” She darted off to the bathroom.

“Duchess Queen! Squawk!”

A flap of wings and a burst o