Page 83 of My Favorite Boss

I bit my lip. “Um, okay.”

“What?”

“You know Hedgy is a cat, right? They don’t really understand a list of rules.”

“Hedge,” he corrected. “And he is very clever.” He flashed a grin. “He found me, didn’t he? He could have chosen anyone else, but he waited until we were there and he came to us. To me.”

Then he strode from the kitchen, quite proud of himself.

I chuckled to myself. This was going to be fun.

Twice while we had coffee, Hedgy appeared, climbing Alex’s leg and jumping to his shoulder. I listened to Alex’s lecture on proper behavior and the rules, trying not to laugh but failing when he scolded Hedgy a second time and told him to go to his room and behave.

“What now?” Alex huffed at me.

“Hedgy is a cat, Alex. They don’t do rules or understand what you’re saying. All he wants is to be close to you.”

He plucked Hedgy off his shoulder, placing him on my lap. “He needs to get used to you.”

“He will, but he loves you. You saved him.”

A strange look passed over his face, but I didn’t ask him what he was thinking. I wasn’t sure I wanted to know.

“I was going to take you out to dinner.”

“That’s fine. We’ll put him in his room, and when it’s quiet, he’ll go to sleep.”

“I have a little work to do as well.”

“No problem. I brought my knitting with me. The hospital told me they need more blankets.”

“Blankets?”

“I knit little blankets and beanies for preemies. I’ll whip a few up this week and take them over.”

He furrowed his brow. “So, you knit, paint, and sew.”

“Old-fashioned endeavors, but I like to stay busy.”

“You like old-fashioned things.”

“I do. My favorite is remaking my grandmother’s clothes to wear.”

He sat back, letting Hedgy crawl into his lap and stroking his head. “Like your sexy blouses,” he confirmed.

“Yes. And some of her skirts. She was taller than me, so I have to adjust the sleeves and hems. I got her curves, though.”

He leaned over and kissed me. “I like those curves.”

I sighed. “The bullying thing starts while you’re away.”

“Are you nervous?”

“No. The little group is ignoring me and Rylee now, which is a relief. They stay away from us.”

“I have it on good authority that Verity may be leaving the firm.”

“Oh?”