Chapter 8Namir grabbed the empty crate off the kitchen counter. He had two empty crates now, but he didn’t think Chaton wanted both of them.
“Are you okay?” Chaton moved closer but didn’t reach for the crate.
“Yes, are you?”
“I’ve met him before. I know he looks like a villain—” Chaton cut himself off as Gertrude and Jinx entered the kitchen. A blush spread on his cheeks, and he grimaced. Namir moved to stand between him and Jinx in case he planned on punishing him.
Jinx raised his hand, palms up, and sighed in exasperation. Gertrude chuckled.
“I’ll leave.” Chaton grabbed the crate. “Thank you, Namir.” He leaned closer and kissed his cheek. Namir was too stunned to reply. Chaton walked out the front of the house, and Namir looked at Lucas, almost having forgotten he was there.
“You o
