[Austin’s POV]
I lounge on the couch, barely watching whatever drama I’ve flipped to while wondering what was so important that my father called William home. I was certain that it had something to do with the events that happened at school, but I couldn’t help but be uneasy about what that would mean for the kitten.
“f**k,” I sigh, leaning back and staring at the ceiling while the sounds of the shower running reach me. “You really are becoming quite the headache, aren’t you?”
As I speak, I peek toward the bathroom where the kitten is bathing to get the scent of those bastards who tried to take advantage of her. Of course, the thought of going in to join her and maybe have a repeat of the other day hits me, but given what happened, I didn’t think that would be the best of choices. I was
