Page 72 of Head Over Heels


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The hole in the drywall was small, and her brows furrowed as she got her hand through to her knuckles, then she froze.

Mew.

“Dear God, it’s furry,” she said in a low voice. Her head pivoted sharply, and she gave me a fierce look. “If this thing bites me, I’m suing you.”

I grinned, and her glare intensified.

Ivy grimaced, twisting her hand behind the wall, and then sucked in a deep breath as she pulled it back.

Greer inhaled sharply when Ivy’s fingers clung to the small little body, and she slowly stood, pinching behind the nape of its neck. Its little legs stuck straight out, the black fur covering almost everything except its two front paws and the tip of its tail.

Mew.

The pathetic little meowing made Greer slap a hand over her mouth to contain a laugh.

Ivy swallowed, staring down at that tiny little kitten like it might explode in her face.

“Holy shit,” she whispered. “You were the one making all that noise?”

Mew.

Even Wade cracked a smile.

Ivy turned, eyes huge in her face. “What do I do with it?”

I shrugged. “Looks like you got yourself a pet, duchess.”

“What? Why is it mine?” She blinked a few times, and the cat’s blue-gray eyes stared up at her.

“He was camping out in your house,” I answered, shrugging one shoulder. “Already tried having a sleepover with you last night, and you ran off too quickly.”

She gave me an annoyed look.

“Try holding it under its butt,” I told her, softening my voice a touch.

Carefully, Ivy brought it in closer, tucking her other hand underneath the kitten. Immediately, it relaxed into her hold.

“It’s probably dehydrated,” Greer said. “I wonder where the momma is.”

“Nothing we’ve seen around,” I answered.

Ivy stood frozen, staring at the kitten curled up in her hands. She lifted her head, giving me a panicked look. “Now what?”

“I think we better take her back home and get her squared away, don’t you think?”

“We?”

She looked terrified. Because of a kitten. Something about the look in her eye wrenched my rib cage wide open, allowing her to slide right inside.

Maybe I was being stupid, letting myself step further into this fixation.

But I wasn’t sure I could stop it. Not after last night, not after this.

There was more to her. So much more. And I wanted to know it all. Maybe I’d only have her here for a little while. A little while was better than nothing. It was something.

And I could work with something.

“Come on,” I told her. “I’ll drive.”

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