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I glance around the stark, gray-on-gray condo filled with modern furniture that looks as comfortable as plastic blow-up furniture. “Yeah, it’s not really my taste, but there are worse places to live for a few months, that’s for sure.”
Chase stiffens and stares at the corner.
“Meow.” The owner’s Persian cat pops around the corner.
I get down on my haunches. “Hey, Kiwi. Come here, sweetie.” I hold my hand out for her to nuzzle, but she goes right over to Chase and weaves through his legs.
Kiwi’s got great taste. Can’t blame her. Given the two of us, I’d choose him too.
Chase looks pale and unsure of what he should do.
“Are you allergic?”
“No,” he bites out.
“Do you just not like animals?” I tilt my head.
“I like animals just fine. Dogs, I get. I grew up with them, see their purpose. What’s the point of these hairballs?”
I gasp and pick up Kiwi, who meows in protest as though she is really enjoying rubbing herself against the big football player.I get it, girl. I wouldn’t mind rubbing myself on him too.“The point is companionship. And cuddles. And every cat is different. They all have their own personalities, just like dogs.” I turn my attention to the white puff ball in my arms. “Don’t you listen to him, Kiwi. He doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”
“If you say so,” Chase grumbles and glances toward the door as if he’s afraid someone might have locked him in here.
“Thanks for your help. I guess it’s time for me to face the music with Miles.” I bend and set down Kiwi.
She trots away with her chin in the air as though we’ve personally offended her.
Chase holds the door open for me. “Miles likes when you’re here. It’ll be fine.”
“I’m hoping for a better reaction than fine.” I pocket the key and leave my purse on the table beside the box. When I walk past Chase, I inhale a whiff of his cologne and fight the urge to lean in to inhale deeper. Whatever he’s wearing has a fresh outdoorsy scent that perfectly suits him.
I wait for him to let us into his place, and I’m not two steps into the condo before Miles and I spot one another. He’s standing just inside the door with a beer in his hand, talking to a guy who I think is a trainer for the team.
As soon as Miles sees me, he excuses himself from the conversation and walks over to me, arms open. “Twyla? What are you doing here?”
He envelops me in a hug as he always does when we haven’t seen each other in a while.
“Surprise,” I say, pulling away with a big smile.
“I’m so happy you’re here. Did Violet tell you about the party?”
I shake my head. “No, it’s kind of a fluke that I’m here. I have something to tell you.”
His eyes narrow slightly, probably thinking it has something to do with Mathew.
“I had to get away from Connecticut and from everyone giving me sad puppy-dog eyes every time I saw them. I just needed a change. So, I… moved here!”
He doesn’t say anything at first, and I’m unsure if he’s processing the information or if he’s mad. “What about your teaching job?”
“They granted me a leave of absence, given the circumstances. I guess that’s one good thing about your boss being your godfather?” A small chuckle leaves my lips, but not his.
“Oh, well, that’s good. I wish you’d told me though. I would’ve had the house cleaner get the guest room set up for you.”
I wave off his concern. “I won’t be staying with you. I took a job house-sitting for some tech executive.”
He blinks a few times in surprise, then stares for a long stretch. “Seems like you’ve got it all sorted out.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. It was a bit of an impulsive move on my part, and I wasn’t sure how you’d feel about it. I promise I won’t cramp your style while I’m here.”
