“Almost.”She smirks at me.“Hold him for a second.”
“I don’t want to.”She shoves him into my chest, forcing me to take hold of the fluffy shithead.
“What am I supposed to do with him?”I pet the back of his neck.“He is really soft.”
“Don’t move.”
“Why?”
The shutter of her phone camera clicks.
“You aren’t posting pics of me with your cat.”
“Don’t be a dick.People will love this.Especially the BookTok girlies.”
“The who?”“You don’t want to know.”
“You’re a real pain in my ass, you know that?”
“I try.”
“You got what you want?”
“For now.Just let me get him out of his jammies and we can go.”
“Right,” I mutter and grab the room key off the dresser while she plays with her pussycat.
Chapter Six
“Ididn’tthinkthismany stores would be open.”
“Neither did I,” Justice mutters, sounding like he’s regretting his life choices that led him to this moment.
“How cute is this snow globe?”I gush over the cutest one in the entire store.It’s Santa and his sleigh, but instead of reindeer, he’s being pulled by cats.
“I prefer this one.”He shakes the one of Santa on a Harley-Davidson motorcycle.
“Put it in my basket.I may get that for Dad.He can put it on his desk or something.”
“Because he spends so much time in his office?”He snorts.
“Whatever.You’re just jealous I’m not buying one for you.”
“I don’t need useless shit cluttering up my place.”
“You probably don’t even own a stitch of décor.”
“Women like to decorate.I’ve got my basics and my big screen.What more do I need?”
“Are you two finding everything okay?”A saleswoman asks, interrupting our bickering.
“We’re good,” Justice tells her.
“You know.”She smiles at me, then narrows her gaze at him.“A happy wife leads to a happy life.”
“She’s not my wife.”
“Oh.”Her brows pinch together.“Well, the two of you sure do argue like you’re married.”She laughs and continues down the aisle to the next customer.
