Chapter Twenty-Three
Viper gently laid Tina down in their bed. The afternoon had been an incredible one. His cat was… catatonic for want of a better word. The huge male had a lot of years to make up for. Viper had tried to caution him that he didn’t need to make up for them all in one afternoon, but the stubborn cat hadn’t listened.
“Viper,” Tina whispered drowsily.
“Hush, little one,” he said, smoothing her tangled hair back from her face. “I’m going to go get our bags.”
He watched as she tried to open her eyes, but finally gave up. “’Kay, do you need any help?” she asked in a slightly slurred voice.
He chuckled and bent to press a kiss to her temple. “No, sleep while you can. Both my cat and I have plans for you later,” he teased.
A low groan escaped her and she buried her face in
