7Alfred reached out to pet the tabby sharing his bed and drew back his hand when it stroked human hair. Opening his eyes, he saw a woman stretched out beside him in bed.
Her n***d back was turned to him. Her lower back and cute backside peeked enticingly out of the covers that had slipped down when he’d pushed them off just now. Luckily, he’d thrown on some shorts before climbing into bed or things would have been really awkward.
He eased carefully off the mattress, walked around the bed, and peered at the woman.
Jeanie? Jeanie was the cat?
Scrambling from the room in a hurry, he ran into Rime heading to the kitchen. He pointed over his shoulder. “There’s a woman in my bed. The tabby cat wasn’t a cat. She was a cat shifter.”
“Really?” Rime asked in mock innocence. “In animal form, the
