The restaurant was a small Italian place Felix hadn’t known existed. It was busy, but everyone working there came to greet Kirk, and they did the weirdest thing, not all but some, they rubbed noses with him. The sunglasses hit the table, and Kirk leaned back in the chair, laced his hands behind his head, and grinned at Felix.
“You come here often?” Felix ran a finger along the edge of the napkin. A strange feeling spread in his gut like he was being shown something without knowing what he was looking at.
“This the one who’s been keeping you?” A stunning black-haired woman appeared by the table and bent down to nuzzle Kirk like a few others had.
“This is Felix.” Kirk motioned at him. “Felix meet Sofia, the owner of this restaurant.”
“Felix.” She grinned at Kirk. “A Felix for a Felis.” S
