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“What’s her name?”
“Bella.”
“Who chose her?”
“Sam did. Enough with the questions. It’s early.”
She takes a deep breath, watching her in silence. “Okay, can no one see what I’m seeing?”
Sam and I both exchange a look then turn to Bella. She’s a beautiful kitty with shiny, deep black fur and night-blue eyes. She was such a stubborn kitten. It took Sam months to get her to do anything he wanted. She was driving him crazy—
“Oh my god,” I murmur to myself, not believing it. “I see it.”
Sam’s eyebrows draw together, and he shakes his head. “You two are weird.”
“How could I have been so blind.” I run a hand against my face before pointing at Bella. “Why did you buy Rose’s version of a cat?!”
“What? I didn’t,” he defends quietly, not even bothering as he starts busying himself with the rest of breakfast.
Rose laughs at him and goes to play with our cat. “Does she like scratches as much as I do?” she asks, squatting next to her and scratching her neck. “Apparently so.”
Sam leaves the counter for the table and puts a bowl of cereal right where Rose is sitting. “Eat.”
There’s a long silence as everyone in this room realizes he used the exact same tone for Rose as he did for Bella. His gaze falls on our girl’s ink-black hair and dark blue eyes before they go to Bella.
“Okay, I see it now,” Sam finally admits.
“What the fuck,” I huff, my head falling into my hands.
“I’m sorry?” he hesitates. “I promise it was subconscious.”
None of us answer him, and he attempts to get Rose to eat with a different tone. “Lovebug, please come have breakfast with us?” The fake pleasant voice and politeness don’t suit him very well.
“Ugh,” she huffs, her head falling back as she stands up. She sits back down opposite the both of us. Sam’s now put two plates of scrambled eggs for us.
“Come on. It’s your favorite one.”
There’s a sudden rush of anticipation inside me, and I look at the counter behind me. I have this need to know what her favorite cereal is. There’s a red box of Krave and I imprint it on my mind. Every detail about her seems so essential to me.
“I have stomach cramps,” she complains, pushing the bowl away with disgust.
“Never heard that one before.” He shakes his head, unimpressed, and pushes the bowl back to her.
“It’s true. I’m on my period. It hurts.” The pout she makes melts my heart. Her plump lips are pressed together, head tilting to the side, and her cheeks blowing slightly.
“Is there anything else you can eat?” I ask.
“Don’t fall for that,” Sam huffs. “Rose, eat. I swear the punishment I gave you at the restaurant will be nothing compared to what I’ll do if you don’t start eating right now.”
“But—”
“Lik, you should tell her what it’s like to crawl on all fours all day. To have to follow me on a leash around the house and ask every time you have to use the bathroom.”
Rose’s eyes widen, and I watch her struggle to swallow her next sip of orange juice. She grabs the bowl of cereal so quickly that some of the milk spills over.
“And clean that before I make you lick it.”
“Like Bella?” I mock.
