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He shrugged. “No. Not really. I just…I can’t bear the idea of him on his own with no one to care for him.”
Oh, God. Was I about to have a house cat? By the look on Jameson’s face, that was exactly what was going to happen.
“You can’t be serious. You want me to take in a stray cat? You’re not even sticking around much longer.”
“If you don’t want him, I’ll take him with me.”
“No, because I’m going to fall in love with him. And then you’ll take him away. We should leave him here.”
“I can’t.”
The defensive tone stopped me from arguing. He seemed scared, fragile. Like, perhaps his entire world was about to collapse if he had to abandon this cat. It was then that it hit me. This was exactly what had happened to Jameson Lorde when he was a kid. He’d been bounced around from home to home just like a stray cat. Never settling. Never having the security of someone to take care of him. At least my mother was around, as challenging as she had been for most of my life.
“You really want him to stay with us?”
“I do. At least for now. We should make sure he’s okay first.”
Tipping my head in the direction of the main house, I muttered, “Come on.”
“Where are we going?”
Sighing, I cast a long glance at the main house. “Mav’s place. He’s home for a while, and his wife is a vet. I’m sure she’ll check out the little guy.”
Sure enough, Mav’s truck was there, the lights were on in the house, and I was confident in my sister-in-law.
“Okay, let’s take him home, but he’s not sleeping in my bed.”
“He can sleep in mine. I don’t mind sharing.”
Something in me twitched uneasily. I was jealous of a cat. I wanted to be the one sharing a bed with him. No, Killian. You do not. Just because he’s handsome and everything you’ve ever wanted, he’s also established that nothing’s going to happen between the two of you.
The cat poked his head out of the side pocket of the hoodie and gave me a sweet little meow before turning around and settling in the kangaroo pouch. His little orange tail hooked out of the side, swishing every now and then.
“I think he fancies me.”
The soft rumble of the kitten’s purr seemed to be his way of saying, ‘yes, of course I fancy him, you idiot.’
As we walked back through the house, I glanced at him and asked, “Why were you in the stables in the first place?”
“I was looking for you, actually. I thought perhaps I’d find you there.”
“Oh yeah?” Excitement flooded my veins. Why did I care that he was trying to find me, that he was thinking about me? I knew exactly why, but I just didn’t want to admit it.
“Jackie called,” he said.
“And?” I asked.
Our steps crunched on the gravel as we continued down the path on the way to my house.
“She said the label loved our first demo.” He stopped and locked eyes with me, the thrill of possibility glimmering in his. “They want more.”
I wouldn’t have been able to hide my smile if I tried. “Yeah?”
He met my grin with his own. “Yeah. She said there were even some execs who threw around things like Lennon and McCartney and Record of the Year.”
Record of the Year? That was some stiff competition. “That’s amazing.”
“Fuck yes, it is.”
