Chapter Twenty-SevenDespite sunrise being around the corner, Rey and I were energized as we ambled into my condo. Pensively, I gazed at the kitchen counter and into the living room, and exhaled loudly with relief.
“Given the way Lover Boy left, did you really think he'd return?”
“No.” I smiled dryly and looked at three fuzzies in the foyer. “But never say never.”
She grinned. “I think we've been missed, Cousin Jilly.”
“So it appears, Cousin Reynalda.”
“Breakie or walkies?”
“Gauging by the kids' forlorn looks, food's first.” I moved into the kitchen to prep three plates.
“Thanks for letting me crash here.”
“No worries.”
She patted Bonzo when he plopped onto her left foot. With a twitch of the whiskers in thanks, he sprang onto the seagrass chair and watched.
Desiring attention as
