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She went straight to the cashier. "I want to pet the animals."
The poor woman was taken back. I covered my mouth in other not to laugh.
"What?" Natasha asked.
"No, it's nothing," I replied with a smile then turned to the cashier. "We'll pay for an hour and some feeds."
"Alright, sir," the lady said, and I handed her my debit card. "Just show these passes to the staff and they'll let you feed the animals."
I took the passes and gave one of them to Natasha. We went into the area and the sounds of puppies barking could be heard. There were signs:cats, dogs, hamsters, hedgehogs.Just four animals.
"Which one do you want to see?" I asked.
She looked at the one hour pass. I could easily tell she was thinking that the pass only allowed for one animal per hour.
"You can see all the animals within the hour," I explained.
"Oh, I…I knew that." She frowned and turned her attention to the signs. "I was trying to think of which animal to see first."
I loved moments like this when she didn't have to show off the upright perfect daughter side of her.
"Let's start with the cats," she announced after a few more seconds of thinking.
When we walked into the area for cats, some people were already there, but our presence made heads turn. Well, almost everyone was looking at her. Why wouldn't they? She was the most beautiful woman in the store.
"Ian…Ian, what do I do?" she asked.
"Haven't you been to a petting zoo?" I asked.
"No, Mom and Dad didn't have the time to go and I was at music practice most of the time," she replied. "I grew up and never thought about going."
"Sometimes, I don't know if I'm supposed to be impressed with your childhood or worried about you," I said with all honesty.
"I completely understand the feeling," she said and turned her attention to the cats.
"Just show the attendant, your pass and go ahead," I said.
She did as I told her and we took a seat. I picked up one of the cats and slowly stroked it, causing it to purr. Maybe it was because of my nature, but cats liked me. Natasha on the other hand…
"Here kitty, kitty," she tried to motion to some of the cats, but they kept their distance.
She got up and tried moving toward some of them and they ran away.
"Do they hate me?" she asked. I swear she looked like she was about to cry.
"Maybe," I smirked.
She crossed her arms and remained seated, watching me pet the cat, her eyes literally green with envy.
"You want to try?" I asked.
She nodded but kept her frown intact. I motioned for her to come closer. She obeyed and the cat looked at her cautiously.
"Just stroke his back gently," I advised.
She nodded and stroked him. He still didn't seem to trust her but eventually gave up and started to purr. Her eyes lit up and she started to stroke a little faster.
"I'm touching him," she said.
