Chapter 37
Elana's POV
"I am not naming him Meatball."
Lucas looked offended as he sat cross-legged on the floor, the dog sprawled comfortably across his lap.
"What's wrong with Meatball?" he asked.
"Everything."
"It's cute."
"It sounds like something you order at a restaurant."
Lucas looked down at the dog. "You hear that? Mom doesn't appreciate greatness."
The dog responded by licking his chin.
"See? He likes it."
I laughed despite myself and leaned back against the couch.
The kitten, meanwhile, had decided that the dangling drawstring on my hoodie was public enemy number one. She launched herself at it with all the determination of a tiger hunting prey.
"And what are we naming her?" Lucas asked.
"I was thinking Luna."
"Luna?"
"Yes."
"Every second cat on the planet is na
