The tendons in my hands stood out as I sped down the hill into town.
Late.
LateI couldn’t afford to be behind schedule today.
The matter that occupied my mind for the past few days wouldn’t let me alone, no matter how worried I was about time. Again, I told myself it had been the right thing to let him stay over at my place, and it didn’t matter that it freaked me out a little. Of course, that was going to be the case after what I’d been through my last go-round with a man.
Already, Margot liked him better than me. She was a complete hussy for him and a total traitor, rubbing against his legs constantly and leaping up into his lap when he sat down. Extending a single paw to snag his arm if he dared pass by where she perched without stopping to scratch her head. She was incorrigible, an
