“Good. Now, why is Alex being a prat about you? Do I have to hunt him down?”
Despite herself, Izzy laughed, startling both herself and Rocco, who was watching her like she’d gone absolutely doolally. “You arse. No, it’s fine. I mean … no, it isn’t, but I’ll tell you when I’m back, all right?”
“Yeah? Well, when’s that, then?”
Izzy ran her fingers through the soft fur behind Rocco’s ears and found herself smiling. “I’ll get a ticket for the day after tomorrow.”
“Good. You’d better.”
“Nat.”
“What?”
“I—thank you. For, like. For this.”
Natali was quiet for a long, thoughtful moment. “Don’t mention it.” She sounded gruff. She sounded like Natali.
“Fine.”
“Fine.”
“Go and enjoy your freedom to walk around the flat n***d or have an orgy or whatever, all right?”
“Ohh, Sunday night plans
