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Kira stumbled through the front door of her apartment, nearly tripping over a pair of men’s running shoes as she juggled her keys in one hand and the cat carrier in the other while teetering in Laura’s heels. She was completely numb with exhaustion. Trevor came in behind her with the rest of the cat-related gear.
“Kira?” Rob called out from the living room in a wary tone that made her pause. “What are you doing home so early? Don’t you remember our little talk about me having someone over tonight?”
Kira’s eyes widened. She had forgotten all about it, of course, and it hadn’t come up when she had called him from Carlo’s. “Sorry, Rob. I totally forgot. I—”
Her gaze traveled down to the pair of men’s shoes. Her stomach flipped in recognition, even as her mind shrieked in denial. Her ey
