Page 134 of In Sheets of Rain


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I nodded my head.

“Need a hug?” he asked.

I could fall in love with this man.

“No,” I said, smiling. “I wish I had my cat, though.”

“You’d hug your cat and not me?” he looked affronted. And then he said, “Wait! Why haven’t you got your cat?”

“Can’t have pets here,” I said.

“That sucks.”

“Yeah.”

“Although, why anyone would want a cat is beyond me.”

“You’re not a cat person?” I asked.

He shuddered dramatically.

“Licking their butts then licking your hand, turning up their noses at you, sitting on the bench where you make your jam butty. What’s not to like?”

I laughed. He grinned at me.

“Dog man, huh?” I asked, sipping my drink.

“Loyal to the bone,” he said.

He swung his arm up along the couch, his fingers perilously close to my shoulder.

“Do you have a dog?” I asked.

“No,” he said, watching me.

I stared down at my lap and said nothing.

“What’s your cat’s name?” he asked.

“Whisper,” I whispered.

“Huh. Cool name. Does he not meow?”

“Not much, but when he was a kitten, he used to whisper meow to me.”

“Where is he?’ he asked, his tone careful.

“With . . . Sean.”

“He got the cat in the settlement,” he said. It wasn’t a question.

“He’s my cat,” I said.

“Then go get him back.”

I looked up at Michael. Shook my head. “I can’t have pets here.”

He stared at me. I stared at him.

“But I can,” he said.

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