Eight
"Meow?" Jester greeted me at the door, happily slipping between my legs to roll over William's shoes. With his belly exposed, he invited my fiancé in for a rub and purred loudly as he got what he wanted.
"Hello, little guy." William scratched the black cat between his ears. "Aww, aren't you cute?"
"I see I've been replaced. Again," I said, glaring at Jester. Wasn't he supposed to be my cat? Not that I wanted him, but still. He was living here and I was keeping him fed. Surely, he'd feel affection towards me instead of strangers?
"I think he's just saying hello," Derek quipped in as Jester shuffled along the floor to him. With a satisfied grin, the cat played with his hand as he demanded fuss. "Hello again."
"Again?" William echoed, quipping an eyebrow. He didn't seem offended, m
