He sent me a worried cringe. “We have a kitten now.”
“Oh my God!” I shrieked. “Really? Where?”
Streaking past him, I blew into the hallway, ready to race to the front room. But Wick turned, lifting something in his arms—something small, and soft, with incredibly fluffy gray, brown, and black fur full of darker tiger stripes.
“Oh my God. Look at it! Oh…” Rushing back to him, I instantly reached out to pet the bundle. “It’s so cute. And soft. Oh… Did you feel how soft it is?”
“Couldn’t help but notice,” he answered, his lips hitching up in amusement before he outright chuckled when he handed the kitten over because I was squeaking out a sound of excitement.
“Wow.” I snuggled the little fluff ball up to my face, and a tiny tongue licked my cheek. “This is the best kitten ever. What’s his
