I felt something warm hit my shoe.
“…you gotta be kidding me.”
I looked down and Chewy stood there, right between my feet, calmly pissing all over my shoes.
I stared at him.
Then at my shoe.
Then back at him.
Aurora leaned forward, peeked down then laughed.
“Awww,” she said. “I think he forgives you.”
I shot her a look.
“Get this rodent before I turn him into a mink.”
“Minks ain’t rodents,” she said immediately.
“I don’t care what the hell they are!” I snapped. “Get the damn dog!”
She laughed again, reaching down to scoop him up.
Meanwhile, I stood there pissed.
Literally.
She was still laughing when she lifted Chewy into her arms, holding him like he hadn’t just disrespected me on a personal level.
I looked down at my shoes again, then back at her.
“You think this shit is funny?”
“Yes,” she said without hesitation. “Extremely.”
I shook my head, stepping away from the mess, trying not to let it get to me more than it should.
“Unbelievable.”
She adjusted Chewy in her arms, still smiling.
The rat eased the tension. I should be grateful but I was still furious.
“Come here.”
I frowned. “For what?”
“Just come here,” she said, softer this time.
I hesitated then stepped closer.
She set Chewy back down and reached out, grabbing my hand.
That alone meant a lot actually.
Because earlier, she didn’t even want me near her. Now she was pulling me in.
